Write two haiku about: touch.
Took Max in to the health office here in town to check his weight this afternoon. The scale confirmed what our eyes have been telling us: we've got a growing boy on our hands here.
After entering the world just about three weeks ago (... seriously?) at 7 pounds, 12 ounces, our little champ now tips the scales at 8 pounds, 4 ounces.
He is already a workout to lift up in the air. I suppose this will only get more difficult.
His fingers trace the
place that brings his mind comfort:
kind notes from lost loves.
* * *
Lights out, tender kiss
full of promise up until
a tiny toe tap.