We leave for our 22 hour drive to Michigan in three days. I have 
laundry to wash, bags to pack, presents to wrap, places to clean, lists to make...but I keep getting sidetracked. There's this little face smiling at me. Play with me. Read to me. Hold me. She's good--really good. So, it's not that I can't get things done because she needs me. It's me. There's this constant reminder in the back of my mind that tomorrow she'll be bigger. So, today I soak her up. I snuggle her sweet cheeks, drink in her sugary baby breath, and kiss the soft fuzz on her head that will all too soon grow into real hair--hair that will hide the cute little bald head that keeps her a baby for now.
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Sidetracked
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3 comments:
ooohhh so true. Just don't want to miss a moment! And what is it about bald baby heads?! They are so babyish and cute, I love those little bald heads!
She can bring out the ADD in any of us! She is magic!!
just make a pot of coffee...paint your door black...add some gems to your flip-flops. you've got plenty of time to pack.
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