A blink of an eye. A finger snap. And a year is gone. Each day a gem in a treasure of memories of love.
Who is this little girl, a baby no more? Now walking, yes walking, though not yet alone, holding dearly to daddy as she wobbles along.
Strong willed, of course, this little one. At times, so suddenly serious. But always so fun.
Noodles carpet the floor as physics is learned. Yes, food drops, not rises. Yes, food drops. Yes, food drops. Check again and again. Giggles and laughs and such a wonderful grin.
A parent. Someone seriously smitten and sometimes smug. But what is better than loving and being loved ?
A daddy’s girl, did we expect something else? For only father is fit for fun. And daddy will do in times of tears
OK, I had gotten that far, and then this was waylaid. I’ve got an ongoing issue with work, which is now involving attorneys on my side and theirs. I won’t comment further than that for now.
Since I wrote the above three weeks ago, Beta-chan has started to walk on her own. Four, six, eight now a dozen or more steps. It won’t be weeks anymore.
I’ll post some more pictures later, and sorry for the delay.
I hope your legal thing clears up quickly. We need more stories of the Lovely and Talented and Perfect Beta-Chan, as told by her completely objective father.
