The Most Important Thing

Annalee starts her naps at about 3 (give or take two hours), wakes after an hour, drinks from a bottle, and then falls asleep again. Unlike the first part of the nap when she sleeps alone, she insists on bagging the second half of her Z's draped across Dad's chest, heart to heart. If I slow my mind and focus, I can feel her tiny heart tapping against my chest at a higher clip than my own. It is probably the most important thing that has ever happened to me.

Good Words to Hear

My angel has coupled some words, and spliced others, as the need has arisen. Indicating her knowledge of the family dog's main activity in the backyard proved none too difficult: "Boo-boo poo-poo." To request that her favorite person provide her with her favorite meal: "Mommies." (Nummies plus the celebrity that is Mom.) When I have recently come back from an errand or other activity, as I did today, the phrase is "Da-da home."

They are all good words to hear.