A Spring of Joy

Mommy? she came to me, brown eyes huge, the hint of a smile around her lips. Do you know what I like about my eyes?

I hid my own smile. What, baby love?

When I open my eyes really wide, like this, her huge brown eyes became even huger. She paused and she brought up her hand to her cheek with her finger and thumb pinching a smidgeon apart, I see juuuuuuuust a little bit of sparkle in them.

You dear girl.

You bring a whole lot of sparkle to this life.

Please don’t ever stop.

Sigh. Is she really seven already?