I know time is passing quickly. So far, it keeps getting better, but those glimpses of Tiny Roozle are fading. So when I watch her having her own solo dance party after dinner with her sagging little kid tights, I’m aware that soon enough, this will be gone. It will be replaced with some other awesome that is yet to come. As has happened with each new thing lost and begun. But still. Part of me wants to hold on to this a little longer.

Part of me is afraid to blink.

For now, at least, I get a front row seat to this little show. Saggy tights and all. I’ll hold on to that.

Author: Casey

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