I had my first father’s day this weekend, and Chelsea got me a digital frame that I put a bunch of photos of Skye, Chelsea and a few others just to fill space on, and I think I’m gonna have to take it back or something…
I just sit here all day looking at my cutesy little family and smile all the time, my productivity has dropped at least 50% (the blog doesn’t help either). I seriously lucked out with all of them. Skye is so amazingly beautiful, that I find myself looking at her, and forgetting what I was doing at the time, if it was anything besides looking at her at all. She has started to show an inkling of personality and a few smiles, and it’s so awesome. It’s strange how it’s the littlest things that endear her to me. Sometimes she’ll yawn with her little crooked yawn and my whole body just melts. I love her little crooked bottom lip. And how she gets super excited when we walk in and put her on the changing table (her favorite place to be), and I’ll get halfway through changing her diaper, and start to read her a book (sometimes, it’s the only time she’s not screaming). I’ll also sit her in front of me, propped up on my legs and just have conversations with her, while she looks at me like she knows. And I tell her about all the things that I’m going to teach her, and think of all the things shes going to teach me, and how much fun we’re going to have together.
And then there’s Chelsea, the most amazing girl I’ve ever met. I mean, she has a tattoo of a Star Trek Communicator, how much cooler can you get? And she gets me, and I get her. We finish each other’s thoughts all the time. I’ll say something, and she’ll say “I was just thinking that!”, or vice versa. Or she’ll look at me questioningly, and I’ll give her the answer she was looking for, before she even asks it. Or I’ll look at her, and she’ll slide the drink I wanted over to me, without me even asking for it. It’s spooky someimtes. And although we have sleightly different tastes in books, movies, music, and TV shows, for the most part they are pretty darn close, and the things that I never would have considered, she has opened my eyes to. And she’s beautiful on top of all that. Always has been. I have a few photos of her on my frame, and every time they pop up, I just stare and think, “Wow”.