🎨 Hello, dear artists!
She’s just three, maybe two and a half. Her words are still soft and wobbly, like her steps. The world is huge to her—every rock, every bird, every puddle a small miracle.
She laughs with her whole body, cries like it’s the end of the world, and forgives just as quickly.
Her hands are always reaching—for a toy, a hug, a crumb of joy. She doesn’t pretend to be anything she’s not.
In her, everything is honest: wonder, love, need.
She won’t stay this small forever. But for now, she teaches us how beautiful it is to simply be.
Ready? It’s a moment just for you. Enjoy it! 🖼️🖌️
