Today, Renesmee showed me a few of her thoughts with her small fragile hand pressed to my cheek. I am finally beginning to get used to her warm touch and the sudden burst of images that fill my mind shortly after.
Her thoughts were focused on Jacob. Nothing new there, all her thoughts are laced with him. She showed me what it was like running and playing in the woods with him. I laughed as she showed the memory of planting her feet in the ground and snarling menacingly at him before pouncing. In the reflection of Jacob's eyes, I was able to see what she looked like with her face scrunched up while she snarled. Needless to say, It was priceless.
An underlying thought showed Alice using the same tactics with me a few days ago. She remembered the sound of Bella and Edward's laughter when Alice slammed into me and knocked me flat on my butt.
I am grateful to be an uncle to this darling little girl, should I ever lose my memory... I can trust her to give it all back in great detail.
I love you, Alice. And, Renesmee, Uncle Jasper loves you too!
