This morning I woke to the sound of thunder. A real window rattler.
As I recognized what had happened, and that it was time for me to get up anyway, I thought, "Well, that will send at least one of the kids running to Mommy and Daddy."
As if on cue, the next sound was of little feet running towards our bedroom. I smiled. Our little girl, who is growing up so fast, has not quite outgrown the need for comfort.
A rapid knock on the door, and tentiative familair voice asking a familiar one word question "Mommy?"
Anne answered from the bathroom. "Yes?"
"Could you help me blow dry my hair?"
Monday, March 21, 2011
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