There is nothing more beautiful than when you talk to your daughter at dinner about the days you just had. As if you could have had any other kind of day—as if one could exist without the other.
I think of astronomy now: the stars and moon, the twirl of the world, the color of light, the expanding galaxy—moment to moment. All this can be seen in the simple act of you picking up her empty plate and taking it to the sink.
Looking at you, she asks for ice cream.
Your smile is as wide as the universe.
Great imagery to express a heart-warming thought. Very, very good.
Ice cream. Count me in. Nice.