You know that time when your lying in bed after a long, exhausting day and your mind simply won't shut off. Then finally, once you're able to shake all of the day's worries from your mind, you find the moment when you're brain turns off. It's that moment when what your thinking isn't from your brain, but instead from you're heart. The point in the day when you introspectively delve into the deepest recesses of your heart, and feel. You aren't thinking, "What is best?" You're thinking, "I feel...."
For a guy its those moments that you never really share with anyone. You don't let people know that you feel, that would be pansie-like. Feeling is far too beneath, a fire-creating, eat-whatever-you-shoot, chest-thumping, butt-scratching guy. But, when that same guy has a daughter..... it's over. He's walking around in this weird fog of sorts. For some reason, this strange water-like substance keeps creeping out his eyes every time he holds his little girl. For some reason, he feels more joy in picking out little pink clothes than he does, camouflaged clothing. For some reason, when this picture of bravado, and machismo, and everything else manly begins his guttural grunt like Tim Allen, his voice cracks. He's immediately reverts back to the days of puberty when the sight of a sweet, blue-eyed girl would slur his speech, and buckle his knees. Its amazing how your perspectives change toward babies, when one of them looks like you!
Mommy here. :) How sweet was that!! I love them both sooo incredibly much. Be on the look out for Ella and Mommy's super cute outfits for our date with Daddy tomorrow!
Have a sweet Valentine's Day! Love you all!
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