Tuesday, September 21, 2010

she had monkey arms

When I was 14 years old I was growing out my bangs.

I had secret desires to still play with my barbies.
My sister followed me around EVERYWHERE.
I loved cheese hot dogs, going to the rodeos with friends and staring at myself in the mirror.

I also became an aunt.

To her:
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So naturally you can understand why I adore her.

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When she was born, I cracked.

It's her fault. All of this nonsense about babies and munching on cheeks and aching ovaries. It's all because of those skinny little monkey arms that would hang over my shoulder.

When I was 14 I fell in love with a baby named Shelby.

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She was one of the most beautiful daughters of God I had ever seen. And I have never been the same since.

3 comments:

Karen Ella September 21, 2010 at 11:30 AM  

AWWWWWWW. Couldn't have put it better myself. I have cracked 23 times over again.

Bart September 21, 2010 at 10:12 PM  

I LOVE Ella's monkey arms. Just tonight when I put her head over my shoulder, I rearranged her arms from being folded between us to being nicely draped downward, limp as can be, just so I could admire them like that.

Serena September 27, 2010 at 3:49 AM  

She is incredibly beautiful now too - great photos