SeptPoWriMo 29

Now by the time 
     we can tell
          by the little blue
screen not far
     from our laps
          if the not turning
around means asleep
     we open our other
          pocket screens 
to view stages 
     unseen since we
          took them in this one
she laughs more than
     in this one where
          she is half
the size she is now
     we calculate
          how much time
has passed between
     how old we are now
          how loose the skin
now rounded out
     unrecognizable
          from one to the next
except this is the face 
     we expect upon waking
          to face us
smiling all traces
     of replay erased
          another moment
placed us in this
     space between one
          sleep and the next
how awake we may
     say this is the place
          we expected you
to grow into this face
     glowing again
          just to see us 
see you giggling awakes