Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Oh these two.
They are like peas and carrots.
Peas in a pod.
They have secrets
and special cuddles.
Both adore ice cream
and chocolate milkshakes.
She has his skin tone
and tans instead of burns.
And both have birthmarks on their backs.
He plays with her.
Much better than I do.
He really plays.
Maybe its because he doesn't see her everysinglesecond of the day.
Or maybe he is just a fantastic daddy.
I see them holding hands
and my heart melts a little.
I see his smirk show up in her smile
and I just shake my head.
I see his solid body in her little girl frame,
those sturdy little legs, those strong arms,
and am thankful for her healthy body.
As she grows up I know he will protect her.
and big dogs,
her angry mama,
and later, boys.
As she grows up I know he will teach her
and play basketball
how to drive
and read a map.
Cause mama is totally directionally challenged.
He will tackle the hard homework
like science and math.
I will help with the writing
Cause the guy can't spell. At all. God bless him.
One day he will help her pick colleges
and classes to take.
He will encourage her to go far away
because he knows it will be best for her.
And I will have to leave the room.
Cause while I know its best too,
I won't be brave enough to tell her to go.
One day he will give her away
and his heart will break.
Maybe more than mine.
But she will be prepared.
She will be ready.
Cause she will know what a man should be.
As a husband. And a father.
Cause she has him.
She always has him.
I adore them. I cherish them. I love them.
So so so much.