I'm sure I'm not the only dad that thinks about it, but I can't take more than three looks at my daughter without wondering what kind of woman she's becoming. Most of the time I'm left to my romantic musings about how classy, dignified and gracious she's going to be. But every now and again I get a glimpse at what that face is going to look like. The focused eyes, pursed lips, flowing hair. It's strange how the future can find a place in the present.
I took this picture of Scarlett this afternoon and as soon as I looked at it, I saw the future. I think it's her bangs. The intentional look as the sweep her forehead. It could also be the fact that her cheeks aren't all that fat. She has a balanced little face for a baby. Almost too adult looking. Anyway, one look at this picture and I kind of freaked out. Scarlett has a future. God willing, a really beautiful future. One of love, grace and satisfaction. Think I caught a glimpse of that in her face this afternoon. One day she won't be such a little girl.