Sunday, October 11, 2009

Screaming Banchee

You. You love to hear those loud piercing screams. And you know I don't. I can tell by that crooked smile that you know. And then I have to laugh and tickle you until those screams turn into giggles.

It must be fun to find your voice the way you are. You talk and babble all day long. You talk to everyone you meet. You call out (across the chapel of course) to anyone who looks your way. Your bright blue eyes and your big toothy, drooly smile make it impossible for them to resist waving or smiling back.

You are finally coming close to expressing all that spirit inside of you. You've been waiting a long time to be able to share it. I know. I've been watching you, waiting. I'm so excited to hear what you have to tell me.