I was making dinner, and Daniel was off in some remote place via his imagination. I checked in on him. He was spinning circles with an airplane he had built out of Legos. He looked like he was dancing. The way the sun came in through our back window and glistened through his curls, made him look like an angel. I wanted to stop time. I had to stop dinner and dance with him for a moment...just to savor it a little more.
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Daniel is an angel - he is such a sweet little boy, and he has such great parents!
Tasha
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