Our Boy and His Cricket

The smell of her sweet hair.

The way she lights up when her daddy walks in the room.

Her fingers twisting together like pretzels.

The sweet baby smell of her breath.

The way she "sings" when music is playing.

The constant movement of her tongue when she is in deep concentration.

The swirl of her hair at the back of her head.

Her laugh when she sees her dogs.

The way she conducts music when it's playing throughout the house.

Her fascination with textures.

The sound of her voice in the bathtub.

The last bits of China dust in her ears.

The way she hums when we walk.

Her sweet cricket sound she makes when she's content.

Her absolute love of the outdoors.

The way she inspects every. single. thing. she comes in contact with.
The way she and her brother communicate...through grunts and giggles.