Perfectly

there is really nothing like

having a small little person

whose butt fits perfectly in your hand

and whose toes perch perfectly on your thighs

and whose head is cradled perfectly against your shoulder

so your cheekbone rests perfectly on her head.

because pretty soon

their head will still fit in that spot on your shoulder,

and always will,

but their bodies will grow and grow and grow--

as they should--

but it'll never be quite as nice as when they snuggled up

just that perfectly,
their bodies perfectly molded against yours.