Why I Love Her.

You know you are in love...

when you see the World in her eyes,
and her eyes everywhere in the World.
-David Levesque

This is my precious. This one makes my soul complete.

Her sisters get so mad at me for babying her. Especially on Sundays, when she wants to be on my lap every minute of the meeting. But how can I deny her? I let the others be on my lap every minute of the meeting, a fact they have forgotten.

She just has to contend with more older sisters fighting for my attention than the others did.

Someday they will have a little one, who is the littlest one. They will feel the panic I feel at the pace in which she is growing up. They will feel, as I do, that they want to hold her and baby her and love her just as long as she will let them. And then they will understand.