I was cleaning the kitchen, listening to some music, and the two-year-old was putting a little plastic Dora into her brother's helicopter in the family room. She turned and saw me. I smiled and waved. She grinned widely, throwing down the helicopter and running through the family and dining rooms, into the kitchen, over to where I was standing, embracing my legs in a huge hug before lifting her hands up in the universal pick-me-up gesture.
I feel very loved.
Sometimes that love feels like a weight.
Mostly, though, it feels like a blessing.
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I feel very loved.
Sometimes that love feels like a weight.
Mostly, though, it feels like a blessing.
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Date: 2004-12-28 10:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-12-29 12:45 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2004-12-29 01:18 pm (UTC)Mine did that the other day. I love her. ;) Even if she is little tornado of trouble. ;)