The roundness of her face, her cheeks like a doll's, pink blush in perfect circles, highlighted as she smiles. She sits on my lap, the sun creeping through the blinds, lying sweetly on her face, enveloping her in the morning glow."Good morning, Vivi cakes", my hand carefully supports her back and yet her head bobbles a bit, bouncing quietly from side to side until it settles forward, the drool form her chin, running down her onesie. I lean my hand back, her head lifts and her olive eyes meet mine.
"Good morning, my love" My smile must seem gigantic to her, all teeth, and she slowly blinks, her long eyelashes that curl like upward like sunflowers, briefly touch her cheeks. Her mouth opens wide, her pink gums, teeth hidden underneath, glare in the sun, her tongue, a patch of white from her food, sticks out, her eyes shrink and she giggles.
She begins her baby talk, words of gurgles and babbles and various sounds, conversing with me. Breaks filled with smiles and laughs, or sucking on her miniature fingers, her eye brows rise and fall, tighten and relax, as if strings were attached to them and controlled by a puppeteer.
"I'm going to miss you today" I say to her, as I bring her up to me, and give her a kiss on her cheek. She grabs my hair and pulls. I kiss her again and again, knowing that the day is long.
