Look at her watch me. It's like she knows I'm her uncle!
Sometimes I look at her and think "She's mine, my child." Makes me imagine a father thousands of years ago coming home from a frustrating hunt. He's exhausted, hungry, in an all around terrible mood.
Then he looks down and sees this little defenselsess creature with these big blue eyes smiling up at him and suddenly things don't seem so bad anymore. Makes me want to do what he must have done.
