I Love...

the downy fine hair that still covers most of your body-especially your shoulders.

the sweet smell of baby I enjoy while your head rests on my shoulder.

your very long fingers and finger-toes.

your chicken legs that don't even have enough fat for rolls, but old-lady wrinkles instead.

the feather soft hair on your head that looks to be my color.

your limpling wet-noodle body that lops around.

the way your body conforms to mine, molding yourself to me.

the way you can go from wide-eyes to a narcoleptic state in the blink of an eye.

the tiniest bum on earth.

your raptor cry that you reserve for the utmost of agitation so that I rarely ever hear it.

the way you look from side to side all shifty-eyed as you take in the world.

your impossibly soft skin that feels like velvet.

that at 4 days old you could already roll to the side.

how your hands are almost always up by your head or face in various positions.

the way you smell after a bath.

watching the expressions flash across your face, your little features rearranging themselves.

how simple your needs are and the ease with which they are met.

that you made Bella a big sister.

that you complete our family... at least for the time being.