My heart fluttered
One evening, after my shower and washing my hair, I went to the guest room downstairs to blow dry my hair. This room has a vanity table and makeup and hair products that my mother uses and also have a wardrobe full of children's clothes for my nephew and my girl. My nephew just had his bath and his dirty clothes were left on the floor, outside the bathroom. My little girl came running into the guest room when she saw me walking into it. I told her I am blowing my hair. She was holding a soccer ball. She dropped the ball and it went into the bathroom. I told her to pick it up. There, after picking up the ball, she saw the dirty clothes on the floor. Without anyone telling her what to do, she picked it up and went all the way out of the room, into the dry kitchen, then wet kitchen and then the yard where the washing machine is. She dropped the clothes right in front of the washing machine. I saw this proud moment and my hea...