my dear

Sometimes I look at her and wonder what she did in her past lives. She's always seems so wise. I love her soul. I love her eyes. I love the way she smells. I love how when she laughs at my jokes she says "mommyyy" in this way thats like "mommy you're so silly I love you" -- I am so happy she is a part of me. She makes my heart all the cheesy ways that are possible.

*From Tuesday, April 14, 2015