From September 9, 2007, her Baptism.And I have been thinking that these images of her in my arms will soon capsize, spilling her down onto her own two feet. And she will no longer need my elevation, only want it, and only occasionally. She will flow out and back from us when this happens, like a tide. Taking things from us away with her, coming back to us with things that she has found, which she will carry and examine instead of shove along the floor in front of her crawling self. And it will be grand, and we will sigh and shake our heads at her goings and comings and flowing out and about into the world.
And then last night she did start to take those steps between her mother and I. Back and forth between us, back and forth. I can't remember being so entertained before.
Funny, she looks a little like a giggling Frankenstein when she's doing this.
Halloween's coming, kid.
3 comments:
Yes she will want your elevation. Even when she is 50lbs at age 5, almost 6, she will want to be carried. It's maddening at times.
Can she scoot to the fridge and retrieve a beer yet? The remote? Oh that's right, that's what the large dogs are for...
It looks like i will be downright burly from lifting her and the beer. She digs the shoulders now, but those infant diapers prevent me from wanting to hoist her there except on rare occasions when i've let my neck hair grow out.
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