This child, she takes my breath away.
They all do, but this one? Oh, she has a vulnerability about her that’s so beautiful. When she stops running around and making faces, when she stops her wicked laughing and high-pitched squeals, when she stops making cubby houses and playing My Little Pony, when she actually sits still for more than one minute and concentrates on something? THAT’S when I see her vulnerability. It’s there, it’s what makes her so divine.