I love watching the joy of exploration.
I love seeing her excitement.
I love her little face.
I love that she wanted to share it with me.
I love that she wanted to do it again and again.
I hate that all those wonderful fluffs are seeds.
I hate that they drift back to my yard.
I hate that they will grow into new weeds.
I hate that I want to stop her from blowing any of them.
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