My daughter loves flowers. Is it because of her name? Ever since she knew how to walk, she's loved picking flowers and playing with petals (she "cooks" them).
I can see her growing, her face is changing a little, childhood is slowly, slowly, quietly, fading away... Yet yesterday again, after school, we went to a park and she picked up petals and played restaurant. I can't imagine that one day she will stop doing that for good.
I want to keep those moments with me forever...
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