We walked home from church a couple Sundays ago and found some millipedes. She was fascinated with them. We got home and she told Dillon all about them (he drove the van home) and wanted to show him. But since he makes cheese quesadillas every Sunday after church (I’m lucky, I know), I took her on a walk to go get one to show him. 
As we were walking down the street, she was galloping, skipping, dancing, and singing and at times like that, I always want to freeze time and remember how cute and adorable my kids are and relish the moment. 
Getting grass for the little bug. 
And taking him home to show Daddy.
