Clap your hands
That I can see your sweet dimpled elbows and soft skin in your summer T-shirts and shorts
That you cruise up the stairs unafraid
That you crawl around the house with a stuffed squeaky mouse dangling from your mouth
The way you spit out your nuk when it's time to nurse
The way you bounce up and down when you see Papa
That you're a chow hound eating: pizza, crackers, string cheese . . .
The way you light up when you see me
Those blond curly locks behind your ears that get tighter in the humidity
The way you can say "more" in sign language
The way you think drinking from a cup is dessert
That smile!
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