esmé ran into the kitchen carrying a bunch of letters in her head.
mom! does w-a-l-e spell whale?
kind of! well done, mémé!
and does p-i-k-l spell pickle?
she took a deep, proud breath and looked around like mad trying to think of new things to spell. that little thing melts me. i've given up apologizing for how captivated i am by every little move she makes. the best way i can describe it is that she means it. and when you meet people like that...well...they're pretty unforgettable.
i said isn't it amazing? you're a speller now. and there's so many words out there just waiting for you. isn't that weird?
and she gulped and nodded and said yeah. sometimes i don't even know who i am, it's all happening so fast. makes me dizzy!
she pronounced it like dizz-ay and then ran off to connect eighteen chubby straws i just bought so she could drink her juice in the kitchen from the living room.
when she was born in chicago, pat was in oman and my sister was dying and lillie and grae were home with my mom. my other sister popped in to the hospital after work to see how i was doing, but the whole baby coming out of her little sister skeeved her out a bit.
we were chatting and one of the nurses - the one who kept announcing to everyone who entered the room that there's no father! - asked if she was going to stay.
ooh. i don't think so. my sister said. it's late and...
well, she's going to have the baby in about five minutes. the nurse shrugged.
jeanie looked at me like that was crazypants and said five minutes? why isn't she screaming?
and the nurse answered because this isn't a television show.
anyway. where was i? oh. when esmé came, the first thing i said to her was YOU'RE SO CUTE! and then the doctor took her to check her out while my sister followed and refused. to. leave. her. side.
the doctor said she was normal. jeanie turned to me and said she's remarkable!
the doctor said she had good reflexes. jeanie whispered he said she's very intelligent!
the doctor gave her an average new baby score. jeanie practically crowed she's perfect!
i don't know what i'm trying to say here. but her whole life...she's just been the best memory i've ever had. hmmm. i don't think that's exactly what i'm trying to say at all, but it'll have to do.
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