Abagael Zellan
Mar 17th, 2004, 01:07:05 PM
Little girls were so much easier than little boys.
It was true, Abby thought as she walked through the gardens, little Nora on her hip. Trent was a ball of energy, always running or yelling, or a combination of both. Even as a little tot he'd been... enthusiastic.
Nora, on the other hand, couldn't have been more opposite. She was a quiet little thing with big brown eyes and a mass of dark curls. The child was content to look curiously at things, as long as her mother was close by; it was a condition that Abby was finding to be a treat rather than a burden.
"Brr! Brr!"
The soft coo of her daughter brought Abby out of her thoughts. The blonde mother squinted her eyes at the treetops, where Nora's finger was pointing. A little brown bird sat, bouncing on a thin branch. Abagael smiled.
"Yeah, a bird. Bir-duh. Bir-duh/"
Nora watched her mothers mouth and then very sweetly pointed again.
"Brr!"
"Okay. Brr."
Shifting the kid to her other arm, Abby continued on their little trek. It was becoming a daily ritual, this little walk before they went to pick Trent up from his fathers.
"Baby girl, don't grow up. Just stay little your whole life, make it easy on yourself."
Nora just chewed on her knuckles.
It was true, Abby thought as she walked through the gardens, little Nora on her hip. Trent was a ball of energy, always running or yelling, or a combination of both. Even as a little tot he'd been... enthusiastic.
Nora, on the other hand, couldn't have been more opposite. She was a quiet little thing with big brown eyes and a mass of dark curls. The child was content to look curiously at things, as long as her mother was close by; it was a condition that Abby was finding to be a treat rather than a burden.
"Brr! Brr!"
The soft coo of her daughter brought Abby out of her thoughts. The blonde mother squinted her eyes at the treetops, where Nora's finger was pointing. A little brown bird sat, bouncing on a thin branch. Abagael smiled.
"Yeah, a bird. Bir-duh. Bir-duh/"
Nora watched her mothers mouth and then very sweetly pointed again.
"Brr!"
"Okay. Brr."
Shifting the kid to her other arm, Abby continued on their little trek. It was becoming a daily ritual, this little walk before they went to pick Trent up from his fathers.
"Baby girl, don't grow up. Just stay little your whole life, make it easy on yourself."
Nora just chewed on her knuckles.