It hurts from smiling.
The last time my face felt this way was on my wedding day when the proliferation of photo snapping had smiles pasted on our faces all day.
Gracie (since her baptism--a coincidince?) has been grining up a storm. Last night she sat facing Jeff while he was watching How I Met Your Mother just smiling at him. When Grace smiles her mouth opens wide, slightly upturned, flashing her gums, and her eyes smile too. The saucers get only slightly smaller and her eyebrows raise slightly higher. Every once in a while she would let out what sounded like, "Hiii!" Was she saying hi? Trying to get Daddy's attention? Making attempts at a laugh? Only Gracie knows.
We look at her, and we smile, too. Her smiles make us laugh. Our laughs keep her smiling. It's a cycle that makes our lives brighter.
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