Remember Jim Croce and Time in a Bottle? I was thinking of that song today when I was swinging Buttercup. I wish I could bottle her joy. It is so full and so all-encompassing over something as simple as a long ride in the "Weeeeeee!"
She starts asking as soon as comes through the door. Her next request is for "Bap," but her Bap was at work, so I had to do.
Then, Bap came home. The whole time he ran in to change his shoes she'd point to the house and say, "Bap, shoes." I would say again, "Yes, Pappy had to change his shoes, but he'll be right out- (dang-it Pap, c'mon).
Finally the beloved swinger of the "Weeeeeee" arrived and the look on that little face says it all.
together in anticipation annnnddddddd................................. we're off!