kit-kat
dessert after dinner.
she took her time,
licking every ounce of chocolate off
those sweet chubby fingers of hers
before i took her to the sink to wash off.
As I bathed her tonight, she wanted to play the game of pinching cheeks. She loves that thrill of "get you." How she loves to laugh. She's so typically a 2-year old, with all the begging for repetition, and shouts of "mine!", love of destruction all throughout the house. And yet, she's so untypical to me. Every breath of hers is one I find miraculous. I wonder if the wonder of her life will every cease to astound me. We miss you.
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