“Petie, hat,” she says.
I look up from scanning through my latest pics on Rochester and grin at her eager expression. Her eyes are locked onto my vast collection of hats, and her little girlish-ness is just dying to put one on. I scoot closer to her and point.
“Well, pick out which one you wanna wear,” I say.
With that unmistakeable sparkle in her eyes, she scampers over to my tempting accessories, then thoughtfully places a finger on her chin and a hand on her hip. “Hmmmmm.” She walks back and forth very carefully, evaluating her options.
“That one,” she gestures, revealing her hat of choice, a bold-red beret. I flick it off its hanger and reverently place it neatly on her little head. But why stop there?
“That one, too, Petie.” My yellow scarf this time.
I give her The Look, and she very sweetly clasps her hands to her chest and smiles up at me. “Pweeze?”
At this moment, I want to freeze and steal this memory away, locking it up and keeping it forever. I know in just a blink, she’ll be grown, advising me on my fashion choices and I’ll be asking to borrow one of her hats. Oh, how time flies.
But right now, I’m relishing in this sweet time. I wrap the bright scarf loosely around her neck and knot it. She fiddles with the knot and finally unravels it, letting the scarf fly free.
And because I am such a sucker for cute little girls, I immediately comply with her request by grabbing Rochester and snapping several shots. She grins and poses and twirls and sashays around the room. When she’s finished, she runs over to me and asks, “See?” I turn Rochester around and show her the images. Embarrassed, she laughs and buries her face in my neck.
“All right, it’s time to take them off now.” I unwrap the scarf and place it back where it belongs. Her eyes follow my every move.
“Petie, love you,” she says.
My heart melts. “Awww, I love you, too, Kaiyah.” And give her a quick kiss before reaching for the hat.
She steps backward. “So I keep hat?”
I laugh. “Um, no.”
(And I think I broke her poor little heart.)
On a different note, it’s July now. *Enter Petie running around the room screaming in astonishment* The year is already half over. I wonder what beautiful moments July will bring…
- on july 13, my comrades and i are hosting another music praise night. i’m beyond excited.
- i’m turning 18 on july 26. is that a beautiful moment?
- hopefully my brother will be making a trip up here from texas for his birthday. he’s turning 22!
- i’m considering doing the august NaNoWriMo camp. thoughts?
- in july, i’m hoping to make great progress on my novel. there. i said it. yes, i’m working on a novel, and i have been for a while.