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Dear internets, I am in love
Thursday, June 10, 2010 How could I not be?
Look at this face, begging for my kisses. Look at these eyes, calling quietly to me enfold him in my arms. Look at this belly, aching for a nuzzle. How about the toes? Oh my goodness, the little chubbers toes.
This is my nephew, still months new, on his first trip to Chicago. (OK, I cheated. It's baby love, but it's all gooby and good, just the same.) Lil E and I couldn't stop giving him the good love, so thrilled to be able to make someone new giggle and coo and fall sweetly asleep just with a change of expression or diaper or bottle. It was heavenly.
While they visited, my mom dug out tokens of our family's past in the form of grainy photos that lived for years in an old dresser in the attic. I flipped through the pictures and saw my brother as I remember him most from growing up.
Whispy blond hair. Sturdy body. Sandals. My Malibu Skipper in his hands.
And seeing him there, captured in that moment in the late 70s, made me wonder what we will look back on these photos of Sweet Baby J and remember. Who will he become? What will his life hold? The possibilities make my heart pound.
I am overwhelmed to watch it all from the other side of the camera. To see these two boys side my side. My brother then, my brother now. This new father and his child. Lil E and Baby J. A lot has passed before us and much more is on its way (and not just because I whispered a promise to take he and Lil E to their first tweeny pop concert).
In these little moments, once caught on film and now locked on my hard drive, I'm swooning with the joy of it all.
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