Play

This morning I sat on the couch reading a book while Reagan was playing independently. I watched as she pulled out the basket containing all the pieces to her Mr. Potato Head. She carefully laid each piece out on the floor. When she was done she walked over to me and asked, "Play Mommy?" I just love that she got it all out and organized and then wanted me to join her. It may not seem like much, but putting down my book to play with my daughter may be the most important thing I do today. I love it!