Fingerprint...

When trying to think of a "fingerprint" themed photograph of one of my kids, several came to mind. I've taken hundreds of pictures of their tiny toes, thousands of pictures of little sticky hands- but in the end, this one will always be the most magical.

It was sometime last summer, when Eleanore still had a little bit of curl left in her pigtails. We had gone on a long walk with our neighbors, and wandered over to what we call "the frog park". There are several parks here on base, all with different nicknames. This particular park, happens to have a frog rocking spring toy (you know, the animals that you sit on, with the handlebars, that go back and forth back and forth?), hence the name.

The more she played, the brighter her cheeks got.

On the side of the toddler sized playground equiptment, was a mirror. While running past it, in all hopes to save the princess who was locked away in the tower, she stopped dead in her tracks, completely infatuated with her own reflection. "Who is this beautiful girl?" she asked herself. She studied the bends and folds in her arms and legs, watched herself laugh- laughing at nothing other than the sound of her previous giggle, and just as she was about to whirl away and take the castle by storm ...a simple touch of her reflection, just to make sure she couldn't walk through to the other side.

What a magical world, inside that mirror.

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