My babies got out of the bathtub and came running to me. They were each still dripping wet and both wearing a hooded towel which had the characteristics of an animal.
With wet hair, wrinkled fingers and big smiles, the butterfly and the lion emerged from the bathroom.
They played, giggled, harassed, hugged and then stopped for a kiss before bed.
These little moments in my life. Insignificant as they may be, I treasure them now and pray that they will burn into my memory forever.
~K
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