Age 3
She always looked beautiful in the sunlight.
Her thin frame swaying in her white summer dress.
Songs by Celion Dion filled every inch of the house, her beautiful voice singing with every line.
She walked over to me, her dazling smile making me laugh.
She tied my hair back in a white ribbon, and made me feel pretty like her.
She scooped me up and spun me around in circles, dancing through our living room.
Mother and daughter.
daddy walked in, and kissed my cheek, and hers.
We danced throughout the house.
Mom handed me over to dad, who put me on his shoulders, and ran through the house.
He put me down and messed with my hair.
“I love you sweetheart.”
He said, and left to go to work.
“I love you daddy.”
I said grinning.
Mom walked him out.
Nothing could be better.