Memories

 I wonder what that day held, a sprinkler, I'm sure. Or maybe the kiddie pool in our backyard. 

A sandwich with the crust cut off. 

A quiet time in the afternoon (for sure she didn't nap)

Books

Daddy coming home

Snuggles

Snacks

Tickling

Holding

Memories. 

I can't remember this specific day. But I can remember all of the ordinary moments. 

And I am grateful I got to do them all.