The Girl

Adele Clara.

She's here.

Actually she's been here for two months.

Life is different and the same and wild and slow all at the same time. How does that happen? I don't know, but I do know that I love her.

I love her round face.

I love her WILD hair.

I love how she smells and how soft her skin is and the way her mouth turns down when she is about to cry. I love that one of her ears was smooshed at first and that she's finally getting some eyelashes that are long like her brother's. I love that she tries her hardest to laugh but no sound comes out. I love that she smiles all the time, even in the middle of the night or in the bathtub. I love that she can burp like a champ mainly because she eats super fast. I love that she looks to find her daddy when she hears his voice.

I love her.

She's beautiful and perfect.