The pattering of little footsteps is often the sound that brings me the greatest joy and anticipation. Yesterday I was standing in the kitchen and Olivia had just woken up. She must have heard me in the kitchen and I just hear her little feet running down the hall. I felt the anticipation build as the footsteps got closer. Then I see her, with her cute little monkey jammies on, turn the corner with a huge grin and her arms wide open running for me to hold her. I quickly scooped her into my arms and she just laid her head down on my shoulder and gave me the biggest and longest hug. At that moment, everything else in the world could have been falling to pieces and I would have still been filled with unimaginable joy.
It was one of those moments that I will never forget and I will cherish as long as I can because I know that one day she will be grown up and hugs like that will be few and far between. In the meantime, I will cherish every minute of these little years because I know they go fast as they already have.
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