Here she goes again, being every part of herself.
This was a special day. Her brother was at a summer camp, so she and I went to the fountains to read books, eat cookies, and splash in the puddles. I loved the feeling of sitting on our red picnic blanket, with her in my lap pushing my ankles into the ground in a way that kind of hurts but not enough to make me move her away. We read Will Goes to the Beach. She reached up to touch my curls, I sniffed her warm hair.