Just Write {25}

I keep trying to take a picture of Elsie in just the right light to catch the way her hair is growing in. It is wispy light, so fine and thin as baby hair is, but so sparse it’s comical. She has baby orangutan hair. It’s hard to capture it in a photo, to do it justice. I want to remember it and maybe I will because I look at it so much. I carry her around a lot, wearing her on my hip and she clings like the monkey that her hair makes her seem to be.

She wants me all the time and I want her all the time. I need breaks but not that many and not for very long because I am so smitten.

The other day Asher hurt her, doing something a four year old boy would do in a moment of impulsivity. It wasn’t mean-spirited or done in anger, it was just a mistake. He cried harder than she did and he kept saying, “I hurt Ewsieeee” with the most broken heart in his voice. He felt horrible because she is so sweet and he is so in love with her, too.

Miles still smells her head every time he’s next to her. Then he puts his head down low enough for her to reach and she pat pat pats at his hair and then he thanks her.

We are all swooning over here, still, nine months after meeting her. Of course. I mean, that’s what happens when someone is the perfect fit for you, the love just keeps getting bigger. 

This is the 25th installment of Just Write, an exercise in free writing your ordinary and extraordinary moments. {Please see the details here.}  I would love to read your freely written words so join me and link up below. You can add the url of your post at any time. Just be sure it’s a link to your Just Write post, not to your main page. Then please link back to this post in your post so people know where to go if they’d like to join in.) (Any links not following those two guidelines will be deleted.) 

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