My three favourite faces are so similar. And so beautiful they break my heart. Put them in a crowd and you would pick them out – know they fitted together. The delicate features, the blue eyes, the light brown hair… They belong together and I love them all so much.
My eldest, the most like me. Such a beautiful boy. His face will be breaking girls’ (and probably some boys’ too) hearts before we know it. The high cheekbones, the pink cheeks, the slight build, the smattering of freckles. It is a face which really is too beautiful for a boy.
My younger son, the spitting image of his Daddy as a child. Pale as porcelain, so white he almost glows. The cheeky grin, the long eyelashes.
My daughter, a perfect mix of the two of them. With a face like her middle brother’s, but made more girly, and the colouring of her biggest brother. A delicate little face which lights up a room.
Two of them have glasses. I would never wish for a child to have glasses, but they have them and they are a part of them. Part of their faces, part of their character, part of what makes them stand out from the crowd. I love their glasses just as much as I love their eyes, their noses, their mouths, their cheeks.
They are the most beautiful faces in the world.
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