10 months

Reed_10mos.5bw10 months old. We are in double-digits now. The splendid face of the baby boy who has captured my heart. He’s stolen it and run away with it you see…

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Eyeglasses peeled off faces, smudged back on with warm, pudgy hands.

Squeals of delight, to say

I am very proud, I am.

Such moments. Time-telling moments, marching one, then two…

Tiny trouble-seeking fingers, dewey-eyed hazel boy,

Nothing can be kept from him, removed from view.

Hidden away or not, he will find it, knowingly discover it–

He is so familiar now with sounds and things.

Gestures.

Picked up, raised to our shoulders, cuddled and cradled in our arms…

A kiss.

One purposeful kiss – or many,

To adorn these shoulders that hold him in place to preside over his world,

Arms to shelter, voices to calm him.

He steals it again and again with every roguish glance and sweetest coo.

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