At every moment of every day I am wanting to have children on some level. Some days I am more hormonal and weepy and struck with baby fever than others. Yesterday morning was one of those moments.
We were just waking up. I mentioned how much I wished our cat, Tippen, would come snuggle with us in bed. He's still too much of a kitten and isn't interested in cuddling much yet. It'll be a few more years before he calms down enough to sleep on our bed.
Remy laughed and we pictured Tippen with his head popping out from under the down comforter right between us. Then he turned and looked me in the eyes and said, completely seriously and with no idea how much it meant,
"Ça sera comme ça avec notre petit bébé bientôt. Il dormira entre nous avec sa petite tête qui sort de la couette."
And I started to cry.
a few words about miss chelsea elizabeth...
oregon-born, seattle-raised, bellingham-bred and franco-refined, she had moved back to the states from her affairs across the atlantic & now resides in columbia city with french husband & love of her life rémy. they spend most of their time taming the garden, taking care of their three chickens & two cats, and preparing the urban homestead for a new little chick of their own.
