Even though I am her Mama, and I bathe in her lovely presence all day long, I am still struck by her beauty in that moment.
The words fall out of my mouth before I am even aware of thinking them, 'Cass. You are so incredibly beautiful!'
'I know.' she replies, returning to eating her breakfast.
I laugh under my breathe. There is no hint of pride, or smugness. There isn't even the slightest wiff of pretend modesty. She just knows.
As a former bulimic teenager who could write a book about self image issues, I am sometimes tempted to sin and worry about the future.
But I don't. I do trust God for the years ahead and right now I am so content to enjoy this season.
What a fool I would be to wish away the little years. Life here is so simple.
Although there are days when chaos may seem to reign under my roof, and the needs of the tiny ones are pressing all about, their needs are simple.
I sometimes picture my little ones as baby birds in a nest, and out there, in the big wide world, there are vultures all about.
And those vultures are out there, seeking whom they may destroy.
But flying lessons can wait for another day. We're cosy right here in our little nest.