A strong, yet warm north wind blows. You run to chase iridescent bubbles as they fly by in the wind. Joy is completely yours for the moment. Your little legs carry you as fast as they can before the wind steals them beyond your reach, giggling all the time. “More bubbles mommy,” you say in your sweet and innocent voice. I know that soon you, too, will be grown up like your sister. I cherish these moments with you and capture this moment in my heart and soul, forever to remain.