"My Head Can't Stop Thinking About Mommy."

"Dad, my head can't stop thinking about Mommy." This is what Poppy said to me this morning as I held her in my arms with her head tucked into my shoulder, peering out the window behind me. I rarely get these opportunities, so it's a real treat, although I'm not so sure the girls feel the same way. There's just something about a mom, especially Victoria as far as I'm concerned, that a dad like me simply cannot adequately suffice. So what is that she does that seems to endear them to her with a bond that's so inseparable? Is it the way that she combs their hair and perfectly places those bows in just the right spot? Is it the way she holds them tenderly close and snuggles them so dearly in the morning? Is it the way that she prepares such tasty home-cooked foods at every meal and occasion? Is it the way she picks the perfect outfits for each and every day, sometimes matching between the two of them, but always color coordinated and stylish? Is it the way she sings to them at night with a soft lullaby that's comforting and soothing? Or is it just the way that her presence provides a sense of calm, peace and security? I suppose it's all of these things and more, but maybe it's much less what she does and more just who she is. When I first met Victoria almost 30 years ago, I knew I had met the sweetest person in the world. Up until that time, no one could rival my mom. So, I suspect that the same spirit that attracted me to Victoria, and also provided me comfort from my mother, is the same spirit that connects these girls to their mom. And a spirit of that kind simply cannot be fabricated in me, no matter how hard I try.

This evening when I was getting the girls to bed after giving them their tubby, I noticed Poppy putting Victoria's shoes away that were lying on our bedroom floor. I asked her why she was doing that and she said, "Because I don't want to look at those shoes. They remind me too much of Mommy and I miss her." Anticipating that's what she might say, I said, "I'm glad you put them away Poppy, because I can't stop thinking about her either."

Can't stop thinking about Victoria,

Tom

P.S. - Willow captured sight of another crescent moom today.  What a thrill!