She tells me about the book she’s reading and her eyes sparkle and she laughs at one of the funny antics of the character. She tells me about the kinship she formed with Pat when she read that Pat always hated her new clothes fiercely for a few weeks and then turned around and loved them just as fiercely. Kinship, because this is her through and through.
She shows me her knitting and tells me that she’s finished seeding the cotton she gleaned out of a field last winter. She tells me that she counted over a thousand seeds that came out of the cotton. And her box of cotton isn’t all that big in comparison to the amount of seeds.
She sits at her computer, wearing her headphones, working on her Rosetta Stone Spanish. She’s part child, part growing up.
She smiles at us in her endearing baby way and we are all wrapped around her little finger. She has the cutest grin and the funniest faces. She makes us laugh and we squeeze her tightly and kiss her feather-soft cheeks. She is a precious package from God and we are enthralled to watch her personality unfolding. She babbles in her baby way and she doesn’t walk across the room yet, but she walks around everything and loves to be on the move. She waves bye-bye and she says ma-ma and da-da. Her pictures hang on our refrigerator and sometimes as we walk by we speak to her photos and say, “Oh, little girl, you’re so cute.”
Our baby niece.
Just two of the shes in our life.
And I’m left wondering how we got here so quickly. From baby babbles to speaking Spanish.
Wasn’t it just the other day that I was searching the house to see where she was? Searching and then discovering two tiny feet peeking out from underneath the magazine rack. And there she was, quietly sitting in the small space between the couch and the rack.
And when did the smiling cherub, bouncing at the crib rail, become the slender girl slipping softly down the stairway into the kitchen every morning?
She makes me smile and I thank God that she is the girl He chose for us.
Linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday…