Cakes loves to climb lately. I follow her around, with arms outstretched, allowing her to scale stairs, furniture, you name it. She has developed a new habit--once she reaches her summit, she closes her eyes, smiles, and does a swan dive, knowing I will be there to catch her.
I love the fact that she trusts me enough to do this. I’m glad she is brave.
I hope her trust will always be in the right hands.
I hope she will always know I am here for her.
With arms outstretched.
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