Her hands! The innocence of her touch. It's amazing, watching her explore the world around her. As we approached the brightly colored yellow daisies she seemed bashful, turning into me, afraid to touch them. Then I myself reached out and touched the flowers, showing her that it's okay, that there is nothing to be afraid of. Cautiously she stretched her arm out and with her tiny little pointer finger, ever so gently poked at the petals -- before long she opened her hand and batted at the flowers, giggling in amusement.
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It's little moments like this that I hope always stay fresh in my memory.
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