Love Dances and Catches

On Monday afternoon, I picked up Shelby from her dance class. She walked across the parking lot, dance bag over her shoulder, made eye contact with me, smiled, and piled in the car...then told me about her recital costumes.

Yesterday, Kelsey played catcher in the absence of her team's regular catcher in a scrimmage game. At the end of the first inning, she comes walking back to the dugout, shin guards on, chest protector tied too loosely, face mask propped up on her head, made eye contact with me and smiled, kept walking.

In both cases, I can't really explain the emotion that I felt. They're beautiful in their own ways, and I love them more than I can express.