There I was sitting in my chair with her favorite blanket on my lap. Pushing open the door and slowly walking toward me, I said, "C'mon, I'm ready. the blankie is on my lap. Come and make meatloaf." (BTW, Katniss kneads when she's in my lap which I call "making meatloaf".)
Jumping up like she always does, she immediately noticed the shadows on the wall and didn't take her eyes off of them until the sun went behind a tree no longer came through the window.
seeing, saying, sharing...