My girl has learned to say “yay”. This fills me with heart-bursting pride beyond words. Because she has a cold and she has a nasty big molar coming through and I had to wake her mid-nap today so people could come and look at our house.

And still, she says “yay”. Because life is one big “yay” to Tiger. Life is full of awe and wonder and magic and curiosities and I’m trying so hard to be just like her.

Life might be hard sometimes, but mostly it is miraculous.

So “yay”, for Tiger and for life.


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