Avery: Mama, remember the day you took me to school and I had my face on your shoulder because it was cold?
Me: Yes, baby. Of course I do.
Avery: You gave me a kiss to take me through the day but the wind blew it off.
I was unloading the dishwasher and singing aloud, something I almost never do. Briar came in, put her hand on her hip and said, “mom.” I stopped, cheeks flaming as I expected her to ask me to stop, “You sound just like an angel.”
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Finley says, “Mama, I sit in yours lap. You gives mys kiss and I drinks milk?”
Yessssss.
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Rapture, pure daughter rapture.
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sigh. lovely.
The wind blew it off?
Replace that kiss. ASAP. We can’t let the wind win.
Man you make me wish I had recorded more of those moments, on paper I mean. Such lovely memories to relive later.
I love these little snapshot moments.
Those are the days that get you through all the other days.