Friday, May 10, 2013

Friday Friends - Baby Lucy

It never occurs to Lucy that I might be here for any other reason except to take care of her.

And in the evenings, she has her ritual of climbing into the crook of my arm and going to sleep. She is perfectly content, knowing I won't make a move to disturb her rest or peace. And when I am ready to go to bed, I lift her into my arms just like a baby and carry her to my bed, where I lay her down. She never opens an eye.