She liked the rain. Lexie, was fond of rain since she was 4 months old. Wrapped in a blanket she used to stare at the raindrops making rainbows across the sky. It always fascinated her. From homeless shelter to her new home, She had grown quite big now. She loves her new house and everything about it. How her mom makes delicious food for her, how she gets ice cream on occasional Sundays.
The few moments of her life when she listened to music were the ones she enjoyed most. She would jump with joy. Holding her mamma's legs. She would dance to the beats.
Just one year old would never understand languages, but she does understand music. I guess that's the magic of music.
Biscuits are her favourite though. Freshly made oatmeal raisin cookies. Ahh. She would know the fragrance from miles away. Although she can't have much sweet till she is two and half years old. So occasional treats are more special for her.
Today is one of the special days since it's raining outside and cookies are being made for her. Unlike most 1-year-olds, she loves playing with the rain. But because of the fear of getting sick, she isn't allowed to do so much. Once in a while is okay. And today is her lucky day.
Her eyes have turned greenish-brown from light brown now. She has long curly brown hair. Lots of them. And that is the best feature, everyone likes her so much about. Mamma loves to give her bath. Because after every bath that hair shines like the red sun setting far far away from their home in the sea.
While she plays outside in the rain, her parents now look at her. And they know now that everything happens for a reason. And while they can't have a baby of their own. An adopted dog can fill so many empty spaces in their life.
Their baby comes in all wet. She Shrugs herself and splashes the water everywhere. They laugh and play with her.
Wrapping her in a towel, the three of them share a plate of oatmeal raisin cookies.
The few moments of her life when she listened to music were the ones she enjoyed most. She would jump with joy. Holding her mamma's legs. She would dance to the beats.
Just one year old would never understand languages, but she does understand music. I guess that's the magic of music.
Biscuits are her favourite though. Freshly made oatmeal raisin cookies. Ahh. She would know the fragrance from miles away. Although she can't have much sweet till she is two and half years old. So occasional treats are more special for her.
Today is one of the special days since it's raining outside and cookies are being made for her. Unlike most 1-year-olds, she loves playing with the rain. But because of the fear of getting sick, she isn't allowed to do so much. Once in a while is okay. And today is her lucky day.
Her eyes have turned greenish-brown from light brown now. She has long curly brown hair. Lots of them. And that is the best feature, everyone likes her so much about. Mamma loves to give her bath. Because after every bath that hair shines like the red sun setting far far away from their home in the sea.
While she plays outside in the rain, her parents now look at her. And they know now that everything happens for a reason. And while they can't have a baby of their own. An adopted dog can fill so many empty spaces in their life.
Their baby comes in all wet. She Shrugs herself and splashes the water everywhere. They laugh and play with her.
Wrapping her in a towel, the three of them share a plate of oatmeal raisin cookies.
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