:: miss f ::

Oh those fingers. Miss F will be two in one week. Someday soon she will drop those fingers and never put them in her mouth again. I will always remember this look though. Big blue eyes staring at me from the window seat, "look mom, I climbed up here all by myself." That's what I imagine she's saying. Soon that will change too, it already is. New words every day. Soon she will tell me everything she is thinking...