My little one is ONE.
We passed this day
in an ordinary way.
He didn't seem to mind.
Food. Walk. Playground. Beach.
Mama. Brother. Daddy.
What more does a one-year old
want?
I can almost not remember him
then
then
and now he can wear a 1 shirt.
He can climb, communicate
(with grunts)
melt me.
He cuddles against us.
Especially Makili.
Melts me.
Like a popsicle actually eaten
one lick at a time
(which Makili actually does)
He's blond now. Willful. Adorable.
Very ticklish.
Wants anything we have - food
toys.
Likes a joke. Chooses when to listen.
Loves balls, balloons, vrooming
the cars. SWINGS.
Goes down slides head-first
by himself. Cries.
Does it again.
and Again.
I see my Remick in this face
but can almost not remember
this face either.
My baby days are ticking away.
This also melts me.