She kicked her legs over and over.  The chair bouncing in time.  Pausing for a moment, she stretches her arms out, hands seeking her toes.  With a squeal of delight she grabs hold.

I watch in wonder at the joy on her face.  She smiles wide at me.  Reaching up, her arms wide.

Author’s Note:

Such a small moment.  But, it means so much to me.  The love I feel for my daughter is all consuming.  The love I see in her eyes, when she looks at me, is more than I ever felt worthy of.