Laowai

Oh Claire a Belle – how can you be three months old?

 

You have been giving me the nicest smiles when I go in and get you out of your crib.

 

You spend most of your day trying to fit both of your fists into your mouth. Softly grunting with your bright eyes as you work so hard.

 

Sometimes I want to tell Bea to back off and give you some space and then in the next moment she’ll have you giggling with a wide gummy grin. The two of you, at times, are completely entranced by each other.

 

You rolled over on your three month birthday. I left you on the daybed in the office room and came back to find you on your tummy. You haven’t done it all by yourself since but I’m sure you’ll be rolling from one end of the house to the other soon because you are always doing that arched back looking up pose – practicing all the time.

 

I’ve started holding you facing out as you are more and more interested in looking around. You fit in my lap so nicely. I love to look down and see your eager and sweet eyes as you try to make sense of the world around you. I kiss your bobbing little head and try to imprint these moments on my mind.