Thursday, September 07, 2006
Blessed.
I won't feel this way later today, after she fights a nap, or just before she swallows another quarter, but I am struck right now by the extraordinary privilege of the last few moments, when I had my daughter from afar so very near, on my lap, giving her all kinds of smooches on her chubby, chubby cheeks because "Me-me" the "bee-bee" wanted "mwahs."
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It's the little things like those that make you not be able to stay mad at them for too long :)
I understand exactly how you're feeling! I feel the same way about my son! :)
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