you leap from my arms in the pool.
you cannot help but move when you hear music. you bring the toys that make noise to us, begging for them to be turned on so that you can move, yet again, to the dancing flower singing, "i want you back." you turn, you twist, you change direction. you smile. you laugh. you find joy in having control of your body.
and i admire it. i admire your comfort in your own skin, even at such a young age.
i will speak of this as you get older. i will remind you of your freedom, should you forget it. i will help set you free 