Sunday, December 12, 2010

Tender Touch

My little one has entered his third year with the force of a hurricane. Sometimes as I stumble over little toys that cruelly poke my feet I look around my living room and wonder what the heck happened here.

He is an absolute joy, he is vivace, but I have started calling him a terremoto (earthquake) for his undeniable forceful presence. Sweet cuddles are rare. He would rather be running around the house roaring like a lion.

But every once in a while...

He slows down and looks around.

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Slowly reaching a finger out to touch the piccolo bambino Gesu' (little baby Jesus) and exclaim "Baby!"

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Next he cradles bambino Gesu' in his sturdy little hands and with tenderness kisses the little face.

I love these unexpected moments.

I wish you a very Merry Christmas filled with peace, joy and tender occasions that fill your soul with happy memories.