I could decide to write today on current events (God knows there are plenty of hot-button issues out there right now). I could write about Chik-Fil-A, the Olympics, the Russian Roulette tragedy that happened in that Pennsylvania small town I spoke so fondly about in a previous entry.
I could talk about a number of things today, but I am only going to discuss one: Caralyn Grace Morris.
That's right, this girl has a brand new niece and I couldn't be more in love!
Gracie was born yesterday morning, 7/31/12, and weighed in at 7 pounds 4 ounces, 19.5 inches long. She is perfect.
As you may have seen in my Favorite Things post, I love nothing more than a new person, and it is the greatest joy to be "Aunt Libby." My niece, Kaybree came into our lives when she was four and my brother began dating the woman he now calls his wife. Although Kaybree isn't ours by blood, she is no less a Morris by love.
To now know that love MULTIPLIED is sugar, spice, everything nice, and a big ol' bag of potato chips.
I can not wait to hold that brand-new little girl in a few days, to whisper and sing to her, change her stinky diaper, and sit with my family as we marvel over this tiny miracle. I haven't met her yet, but my heart is bursting with love with her just the same.