Today my daughter learned the simple pleasure of playing in the sheets as they dried on the line. I remember doing this as a child as well. The warm breeze, the cool, fragranced sheets and the thrill of a short game of Peek-a-Boo. It feels good to hand this moment over to my daughter.
My munchkin. I sometimes wish these moments were never ending. But she will grow up like all of us little girls do. It’s a good thing.