Rise and Shine

I realize I don't write about Abby much. She's still a little piece of heaven, but, let's face it, she's a little piece of heaven who chews her fist and loves the ceiling fan. But one of the things I love most about her is how happy she is to see you every morning. She coos and grins and puts her little starfish hands on your cheeks as if she has never seen anything so lovely. I don't think I would be that happy if Keanu Reeves himself woke me in the morning with a bouquet of pink peonies in one hand and a hot fudge sundae with extra nuts in the other.