Laowai

I’m constantly aware of the fleeting ephemeral time that I’m experiencing. I’m aware that tomorrow Bea will stop doing the cute and charming things she does today. Of course she will start doing some other cute thing but I don’t want her to stop making that sweet smile where her nose wrinkles up, or the smile that her daddy calls her evil smile where her eyebrows get pointy, and I don’t want her funny giggle that sounds like a sputtering engine to stop or change. And what about the way she stares at you when you talk on the phone with her big unblinking eyes. Or her funny babbling in that deep groany voice. Or her habbit of sticking out her tongue and then laughing when you copy her. I know that those habits won’t last forever.

I realized the other day that she has pretty much stopped making her heart-melting smiles in her sleep. Does this feeling that life is so precious and yet moving at 1000 miles an hour ever go away?

Note: I’ve put a few new pics in her Photo Album #4. And photos of Bea in Quebec City are coming as soon as daddy gets home and gives me the photos from his computer.