I worry sometimes that I will forget these small moments in favor of the
big ones. Like on weekend mornings when we are all cuddled in bed
together and he reaches over and holds her hand and gives her a kiss.
Like how her face lights up when she sees him and she laughs. Like how
he tries to make her laugh. I hope that I can remember these things as
they get older and new moments come along. I've forgotten so much so
far. I want to hold on to a few of these small things.