Monday, December 6, 2010


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.

1 comment:

gramma said...

beautifully said. i do remember three little beautiful baby girls myself:)