A Little Piece of Perfect

When i find a peaceful moment in the day to just sit and not worry about work, homework, or Leighton, i like to hold Emersyn in my arms. I sit and wonder what she must be dreaming or who she might remember or what things are to come in her life. 

Babies are so sweet and innocent and even smell so lovely. Emersyn really is nothing short of perfect. She has not been flawed yet, hasn't said her first "no" or ran away from me screaming in the grocery store. (obviously toddlers are not perfect) 

She is so beautiful and soft. Her coos melt my heart and her little smile takes my breath away. I wish she could stay this way forever. Small enough to fit in my arms and small enough to want to be there.