two hands (or 6)

oh Junebug, please take your time with this

there is no rush

big brown eyes and purple glasses and no opinion on your hair

dances and original songs and "listen, dude..."

pick out a poster from the book fair and scrape your knee 

(but no more stitches, I am begging you)

wave goodbye to your friends after school with your pink helmet on

"see you later alligator" to the crossing guard and still reaching for my hand

teach your little brother rock paper scissors in the bath

smash walnuts from the neighbors tree in the backyard

"hey mommy can you help me" and clearing your plate 

leaving your room 100 times each night before bed

only the black dress for church

only the polka-dot rain boots for school

"mommy what day is tomorrow?"

crickets and ladybugs in jars with grass and too-tight lids

jumping as high and as hard as you can on the trampoline at 7:14am

never enough syrup on your waffles

"hey si-wi, pway: fwi-wer" = "hey siri, play: Thriller"

self-portraits on your nightstand and dried corn from the pumpkin patch in all your pockets

my first

my tidal wave

my funny girl

my dream come true

please take your time with this

there is no rush