Thursday, May 21, 2009

Dear Keian, (5 weeks)

Little elf-baby, you've been growing! You were already too big for the setting we had the car seat on. We see you everyday, but I'm still amazed. While I was pregnant with you, I listened to a lot of Regina Spektor, and would sing it to you:

This is how it works
You're young until you're not
You love until you don't
You try until you can't
You laugh until you cry
You cry until you laugh
And everyone must breathe
Until their dying breath

No, this is how it works
You peer inside yourself
You take the things you like
And try to love the things you took
And then you take that love you made
And stick it into some
Someone else's heart
Pumping someone else's blood
And walking arm in arm
You hope it don't get harmed
But even if it does
You'll just do it all again

Especially those parts.

Today I gave you the biggest sloppiest kiss on the cheek. And you reached your angry little hand up to the spot and YOU WIPED IT OFF! No kidding. You wiped it off. Maybe it was a coincidence, but I think not. You are way to young to be doing things like that little Mr. I'm going to be giving you kisses for a long time. Get used to it!

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