Monday, August 24, 2009

maybe she's born with it

karl fidgets in his seat at Cheesecake Factory...

He straightens the napkin on his lap and sits up straight.
He looks up a little, daydreaming of something.

I smile. "What are you anticipating?"

He turns to look at me. "How do you know I'm anticipating something? How do you know these things?!"

I laugh. I laugh because I know him more than anyone else. And I know him more than anyone else because I love him.

BTW, he was totally anticipating the arrival of the Tiramisu cake we ordered. ;)