There are moments I want to remember always. Like yesterday.
Yesterday when we piled on the layers (because even in late April the air is still cold) and we went and romped through the woods, following the river for an hour and a half. The sun shone through the trees and was everything gold and beautiful. I carried you on my chest and as we walked you drifted off to sleep. When you woke, as we were making our way back to our car, you talked — your soft and sweet talk — and I fell in love with you a little bit more.