Last night as I tucked my three year old into bed, I had a rare moment between kids needing attention, so I sat her on my lap and read her a book. This is something I don't do very often, and especially not at bedtime when everything is usually so chaotic.
After that book, she brought me another one. I read that to her as well.
And another one.
I stopped her at the fourth one. Then we cuddled for a few minutes, just daddy and daughter. It was very nice. It warms my heart as I think about it even now