Write about a: goodbye.
Had a visit today from Kat's friends, who brought their two little girls with them (one is nearly five, the other is just over two, I think). Much entertainment to be found with those two.
Also: a definite desire to only have one of our own.
Though I've been told (many times) that will change.
I remain unconvinced.
After visiting for just over two hours this afternoon, it was time for their parents to take the girls back home to Penticton. Gracie, the five-year-old, was very vocal about not wanting to leave but was eventually convinced. Sophie, the two-year-old, was fairly quiet about it, proceeding to put on her boots and coat without much of a fuss.
Once she was all set to go out into the snow, Sophie came over to where I was sitting and gave me a gentle kiss on my forearm. Then she went over to Max (who was feeding), kissed him on the head, then gave Kat a kiss on her arm as well.
Seeing this, Gracie came over and gave me a hug and a kiss on my arm, then went over to do the same to Max and Kat.
Not to be outdone, Sophie decided she had to have the last kisses goodbye. So she came over and gave each of us one more kiss: arm, head, arm. Thankfully their parents got them out the door shortly afterward or that loop might still be running now.
Either way, it was just about the cutest and sweetest thing ever.