My Daughter's Eyes

I think Josie's eyes would pop out of their sockets if she knew that with a change in jobs and a turn in the real estate market, she could see her aunties, cousins, grandma and grandpa every day and then go to her own room and her own bed in her own home with her own little family.

She has everyone's attention this weekend. Nighttime is really the only time she talks about home with Daddy and Owen. She loves the safety of her own bed and the familiarity of the shadows in her own room. And even the sounds of her brother crying and her dad slamming doors.

Her time down in southern california is filled with excitement, fun and complete devotion from family and friends who soak up every inch of her heart-shaped face and one of a kind personality. Some would argue that if we lived here there wouldn't be the same level of intensity. But those people don't know my family.

For better or worse, they want to be around for every moment. They want to see you every day and make sure they have told you in every way how special you are. My God-given personality made me overwhelmed by the involvement my family has in each other's lives. It is amazing to see my daugther's ability to enjoy every overwhelming moment. She fits in with them, maybe even better than I do.

They say parents sometimes live vicariously through their children. And I love that I get to watch my daugther enjoy my family in a way that I never did or perhaps in a way that I never appreciated. I feel like I am getting to know my family in a different way through my daugther's eyes. And I like what I can see.