Last night my daughter asked to watch a Barney video. Barney and I have a love hate relationship. I hate Barney as he is an irritating repetitive purple monstrosity, but my daughter loves him. So I watch Barney and act like I like him. Anyhow... off topic.
Last night my daughter and I watched a Barney video together. Normally she fidgets and plays like any normal three year old would. But this time she just wiggled herself under my arm and cuddled as close as she could. She just wanted to sit by me and be together. I loved every moment.
Who knew Barney the dinosaur could be in the middle of the perfect moment.
