She likes to be close to me, preferably touching me, at all times. Even when she is engaged in activity  she stays close and checks regularly to make sure I’m there. She adores me, and I her.  Sometimes I negotiate a separation and even her resigned, reluctant ‘ok’ is adorable.

Mostly I enjoy the closeness, this precious time in which I get to be her little world, before she spreads her wings and explores without me. When it becomes stifling I remind myself of the morning school run, how the boys separate so easily, happily, and how quickly she will be doing the same. Then I try to enjoy these wonderful moments, I hold her close, smell her lovely smell and kiss her soft cheek. Reassure her that I will be here as often as I can ,whenever she needs me, for the rest of my life.