ugh favorite i love rose so much


addicted for 15 daysday 4: favorite parent/child relationship 

“jane lets out a noise close to a giggle. rose is smiling from ear to ear, a smile that i’ve pretty much never seen from her. 
“ugh, stop,” i say, shielding my eyes. “it’s creepy.”
i love my daughter,” she says adamantly.
jane does bring out something in rose, a lighter side of her that’s hard to spot sometimes. but she’s still the same, so i wait for it. “she may mutter inarticulately, vomit on me, and look clueless until a certain stage of her life, but she’s my unintelligible thing.”