Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Bababooey

There was nothing to do while Number Two dawdled over his dinner plate but look at him. I studied a face that had thinned out in the pattern following babies to boyhood. He ate sweetly. He's the only one who makes chewing sounds I don't mind listening to.

He watched me watching him. "I love your eyes," he said, his mouth a green gape of broccoli.

The unexpected compliment drew a smile from my lips. I laughed a little, my grin growing.

"And your big teeth," he added.

4 comments:

Life As I Know It said...

They're honest, aren't they? Mine used to ask why I had lines on my forehead...nice.

toyfoto said...

swoon.

Scott said...

Delightful!

Xiaoness said...

Aww that's sweet :3