I smile and blink but can't help but picture Buddy as a baby someday. I shake the thought away and kiss the side of Lily's face again, resting my chin on her shoulder.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind
