I cradled her in my arms, and planted soft, warm kisses
across her skin. She giggled in that cute way she had, and looked up at me, her
eyes so trusting, so open, so loving.
I kept my eyes on hers, as I slowly lowered her onto the
bed, my hands moving slowly but surely to her buttons. With a slow steady hand
I undid them one by one, revealing her soft, pale skin to the breeze.
And then I finished changing her, and then put her in front
of the TV. My daughter just loves The Wiggles you see.
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