You are so eager for it to happen. You measure yourself by your milestones.
And I sit at dinner both heart brimmingly happy and heart achingly sad as I watch you, trying to freeze these moments in my mind so I can return when you are grown and can remember you here before your hearts have been broken and the world has done its best to drive you down.
Your laughing, your silliness is completely genuine. And completely wonderful. And completely contagious! I love you.
