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May 27, 2005 Kisses, Steps and Stillness
The internet here today is sloooooow. Moving at the speed of wood. Makes work interesting, since the networks etc. are also sloooooow. But I have some additions to the brags that will simply not wait for network repairs: Yesterday, Frances kissed me. Gooey wet lips all over my face. I almost cried. It was so sweet. Normally when I ask her for a kiss she puts up her face to my lips so I'll give her one--she likes being kissed, she does. "Well I could mama, but I'd really rather if YOU kissed ME." So these little spontaneous kisses were lovely. She also had some more shuffling steps, including a few to ME. Yay! My favourite two steps of all the little steps she's taken so far. Then we had a nice hug while I clapped loudly. Yesterday when Erik showed up to collect Frances from daycare, they had all just gone outside to play, and he found her sitting in the infants' yard staring at the big kids' (preschoolers) yard and watching them run around and play. "She always does that when we first come out," said Sonya, her afternoon daycare worker. "Just for a few minutes, she stares at the big kids playing. Then she decides to play herself and finds something to do." I wonder what she's thinking as she sits there watching them play? Does she look up to them? Does she envy all the loud, mobile fun they are having with their Big Kid toys? Does she want to be one of them or is she a bit frightened of them? I guess I'll never know. But the mental image of my itty bitty girl sitting quietly and watching the big kids run around and laugh and swing from the gym makes me smile. Of course, nearly everything she does makes me smile, but this is different--this image of her so quiet and still, surrounded by movement, just strikes me as perfectly her. Posted by Andrea at May 27, 2005 9:55 AM under Beanie Baby Brags EMAIL this entry (comments fields are below this section) Comments Go Berserk |
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