I can see Leah carefully cover the duckie's face up. I can hear her voice as she looks around curiously and questions "where da duckie go?" I can hear her laugh when she removes the pink top and squeals with delight at the duckie underneath.
Sometimes I wish I could just bottle her up and keep her exactly as she is in this moment so I will always remember the way she runs from the living room to the kitchen. How she is always concerned about where everyone is and is truly only content when everyone is together. How she insists on wearing her pink shirt with the pockets with her pink leggings as often as she can.
Time is going by much to quickly.
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