A snapshot of K babysitting...
"What's your favorite color?" K asked the little girl she was babysitting.
The girl looked up. She was two years old. She didn't answer immediately but she looked to the corner of the room and stared off into space for about 3 seconds. Three seconds. One. Two. Three. That is a pretty long time if you think about it.
"I don't have a favorite color," she replied.
"Oh, why not?" K asked.
"There are no colors left for me."
Yikes! That answer made K want to cry. The little girl probably had no idea what those words would mean to a teenage girl but she was really affected by what the girl said.
Fast forward about a week. K was baby sitting her again and she asked the little girl, "What is your favorite color?"
...just a snapshot.