"Where are we going?"
"Where are we?"
"What's he doing?"
"Where is he?"
"Where is she going?"
"What are we doing?"
With a tiny hand, palm side up, fingers slightly spread and bent so sweetly at the wrist. Hair making tender, vanilla iced slashes in the air as his head flits from side to side looking for more things, people, stuff to ask questions about. Incessant goddamned questions! His questions are Indy cars flying though his mind and out of his mouth.
"What is that?"
"Who is coming?"
"How are you?"
He is EXHAUSTING with his questions. Even once he knows the answer, he ASKS ON! It starts from the moment his downy head appears at my bedside each morning and goes till that same fluff-ball of a noggin is down for the night.
"Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy!"
"Yes, baby?"
"Love you, too!"
That last bit right there is why I keep entertaining my newly minted linguist/inquisitor/sergeant-of-all that-must-be-known.
To those of you who told me this day would come, I thank you and I love you and we're here, with lots of wine and snacks if you'd like to stop by and acknowledge some of these questions for a few hours? Please? Pleeeeeaaaaasssse!
"Where are we?"
"What's he doing?"
"Where is he?"
"Where is she going?"
"What are we doing?"
With a tiny hand, palm side up, fingers slightly spread and bent so sweetly at the wrist. Hair making tender, vanilla iced slashes in the air as his head flits from side to side looking for more things, people, stuff to ask questions about. Incessant goddamned questions! His questions are Indy cars flying though his mind and out of his mouth.
"What is that?"
"Who is coming?"
"How are you?"
He is EXHAUSTING with his questions. Even once he knows the answer, he ASKS ON! It starts from the moment his downy head appears at my bedside each morning and goes till that same fluff-ball of a noggin is down for the night.
"Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy!"
"Yes, baby?"
"Love you, too!"
That last bit right there is why I keep entertaining my newly minted linguist/inquisitor/sergeant-of-all that-must-be-known.
To those of you who told me this day would come, I thank you and I love you and we're here, with lots of wine and snacks if you'd like to stop by and acknowledge some of these questions for a few hours? Please? Pleeeeeaaaaasssse!
1 comment:
Can we both be drinking wine? I promise I'll answer, you just sit there and look gorgeous! Actually, I'll let Lola do the answering!
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