"Smile for Mommy," I tell Mase as I tickle her round belly.
She's in her crib, dressed in a cute little pair of pink footie PJs, her legs going a mile a minute as she dances to the movement of her mobile.
My phone is aimed.
Video recording.
To get that perfect clip to send to Bella.
She asks for daily videos of Masie now.
Our adorable ten-week-old has made an impact.
Probably because they're twins.
Brown hair.
Dark, intelligent eyes.
Our daughter coos, almost giggling.
I hit stop, editing the clip to perfection.
Attach it to a message.
Send.