tiny moments

Today as I was helping Phoebe get her shorts on; we were standing eye to eye, P on the bed, she was singing one of her 'daddy songs'. P loves to sing and will just sing about what she is thinking about, normally goes something like: momma, dadda, dadda, momma, phoebe, dadda, dadda, dadda. This one was all dadda. She had her tiny hands gripped onto my shoulders and in the midst of singing about daddy she said, "Love you, daddy, Love you.". We looked at each other and smiled. I just said, "I love him too."

These tiny little moments I don't ever want to forget.