There outta be a name...
For that feeling of her hair under my chin. For the movement I feel there as she lifts her head so that she can look into my face.
Previously: The rants and ramblings of a stubborn, sarcastic, opinionated, romantic cynic. Now basically: Little snippets of my life with a preschooler and a school-aged kid.
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There is a name for it Moodge...Heaven.
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