I woke up to the sound of my daddy, Lance, getting ready for work. I rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed, watching as he laid out a pair of big black crewneck sweatshirt sleeves and black sweatpants on my bed. I knew that meant he wanted me to wear them to daycare that day.
I quickly put on the clothes, feeling them hang loosely on my small frame. Daddy walked over to me and tucked my black sweatshirt inside the waistband of my black sweatpants. He gave me a kiss on my forehead and smiled down at me. I felt so loved and cared for in that moment.
When we arrived at daycare, Ms. Brown came over to me with a big smile on her face. She gave me a hug and kissed me on my forehead, telling me how cute I looked in my black sweats clothes. I blushed at her words, feeling a warm feeling in my chest.
Ms. Brown tucked my black sweatshirt back inside my black sweatpants and sat me down on her lap. She wrapped her arms around me, pulling me closer to her and laying my head down on her shoulder. It was just me and Ms. Brown in the classroom, and I felt safe and loved in her embrace.
I closed my eyes, feeling the love and warmth surrounding me. In that moment, I knew that I was exactly where I was meant to be - in the arms of those who cared for me. And as I drifted off to sleep in Ms. Brown's embrace, I felt grateful for the love that surrounded me every day.