...she nestles in a La-Z-Boy, far too big for her diminutive frame...for a moment i thought she was a cushion on the recliner...
It was an extremely welcome shock when i heard about it....why o why, i used to wonder in my immature head, do you not settle down and begin to be happy for your own self?? Not denying that i was, perhaps, the greatest beneficiary of your affection and attention for a substantial period of time, but deep down i still wanted you to be self-indulgent.
I know now that you are different, there is contentment and satisfaction, there is a feeling of the terrible dark nights rolling over and giving way to brighter days....
She stares intently at them furry animals scampering across the plasma screen....the glee is evident. She is disturbed by a flurry of activity as people enter her domain calling out her name in delight...*a faint recognition of family...the box of goodies enough to get her smiling...she's all too happy to have some more folks dote on her...
She calls me out by name, catch-me-if-you-can she challenges...i pretend i won't budge, just to hear my name being called out repeatedly (trust me, she's incredibly cute when she does that...well there isn't anytime she isn't..)...she's persistent in her demand...i relent and run after her, deliberately slow in pursuit to prolong the game and keep her giggling throughout...
The independent streak is already noticeable, she takes it from her mum, i'd say :), she has her dinner without assistance or supervision...i'm (un)forcibly made to sit with her and partake of her meal...i realize i'm the storyteller for the rest of her dinner....i'm only too glad my dear Divya!
There is infinite fondness for you, Little One...
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