Wednesday, September 03, 2014
Last night after bath, I laid her down on the living room to put on a fresh diaper and pajamas. She was so still for me, her eyes mesmerized by the chaotic scene of her daddy and brother sword playing. I just stared at her staring. I eventually looked up to see what enthralled her that much anyway. I mean, Ender is no Casanova with a foam sword, and zander had some obscure rapper blaring over the speakers while he "danced- fought"....?
Her calling is so simple and straightforward: Be happy with the ones you love.