One of my favorite things about being a mom, is watching my daughter and husband together. To know that he has so much love being thrust upon him by the both of us overwhelms me, because he certainly deserves it. I take delight in the little moments in my day, when I can watch them play, or read a book, or play guitar together (Olive tries at least). Those moments are what define all our other moments, because before we know it, she will be grown up and we won't get to have those moments anymore. Sure, we will still have special moments together, but not like these, where she is so in love with us as her parents, and we can do no wrong. When I see her stare into her daddy's eyes and know that to her, he is perfect, I can't think of anything better. So, it's moments like these that I cherish, and will continue to cherish throughout my days. She is our love letter to one another. Not one that I can fold up and put into a box and save for another time, but one I get to look at and be a part of every day. I wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. This is what living's for.
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