August 19, 2011

Passing It On

She has her own laugh.
Her own, unique way of showing me there is a book needing to be read.
Her own first word even, which she debuted on the day I needed it most.
(As we were sad and dismayed about the National Guard upset,
I was putting on her shoes to go out the door,
and there it was- "Bye-bye". Once, it was funny. Twice, it was cute. 
After three or four times, I realized that my daughter was talking, 
and I encourage her to say it every chance I get.)

But some things, I realize, she gets from me.

There is something awe-inspiring about that.

3 kind comments from you:

charla beth said...

this is amazingly sweet.

so exciting about her first word!

beka said...

holy crap, those pictures are stunning! can't believe how much she looks like you. i mean, i can...but wow!
super cute.
and just wait. more words are coming. heheh:)

Alana said...

Oh wow! She does look like you! She's gonna turn out to be one pretty lady. :)

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