Holding on

At 6, she still wants me in the bathroom with her.

At 6, she still wants me to hold her for just a minute before I go downstairs to make breakfast.

At 6, she will still take an invisible 'love' from me to put in her pocket for safekeeping til she gets to school.

At 6, she will still let me hug her before scampering onto the bus.

At 6, she is still delighted by everything new thing she learns.

At 6, she still thinks it's funny to burp at the dinner table.

At 6, she still wants me to dry her off (and snuggle in the process) after her shower.

At 6, she still wiggles and fidgets uncontrollably at bedtime.

At 6, she still asks for one more giant hug before I turn out the light.

Thank you God for 6.