Perfect

I watched the sunlight through the hazy window, relishing in the small amount of heat that it gave off. My dark brown eyes sparkled back at me in the reflection, making me blink several times in fascination. The last months of summer were here, and it had been a bright sunny one. Movement outside of the window caught my attention, and a blur of blue flew into the tree that was right outside of it. A beautiful Blue-Jay started singing melodically as it swayed back in forth in the tree, listening to the music only it could hear.

    Another reflection appeared in the window, gazing at the same thing I was. Blue eyes as majestic as the sky glimmered with excitement as they fell upon the bird. Soft skin brushed against mine as she pushed her way towards the window, pressing her nose to the glass.  A wide smile stretched across my face as she lit up with excitement and small chuckle escaped my lips as she kept pushing her sandy hair out her face to see the bird better.

    “It’s not nice to laugh daddy.” The girl said in a mocking voice. I only laughed harder at her attempt to mimic her mother. She smiled brilliantly, her mother’s features really reflecting in her smile. She climbed into my lap and gazed at the bird, her eyes mesmerized on the vibrant blue of it’s feathers. Gently, I brought my hand up and stroked her head, feeling her soft hair flow through like water down a stream.

    The sweet smell of baked goods wafted into the living room, making her jump with more excitement. She clambered off of my lap, eager to find what was causing the delicious aroma. The soft sound of her bare feet pattering into the kitchen was a pleasant sound to me. Eagerly, I stretched and walked after her.

    When I walked through the door to the kitchen my heart dropped as it always did. Standing next to the stove was the love of my life, the reason that I got up each morning. A strand of sandy blonde hair was hovering in front of her face as she smiled at her little girl. She took her hand and let her help decorate the cookies that she had pulled out of the oven. Silently, I leaned against the frame of the door watching them. Everything felt right, just the way it was supposed to be.

    My wife looked over at me and smiled the most warm smile I’ve ever experienced. I felt my heart melt in its place, stunned by how beautiful she was. My daughter started giggling and laughing at us, saying, “Mommy and daddy sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!” I let a laugh out and gently took her in my arms.  This is the way my life should be, everything just perfect.