Wednesday, April 13, 2011
The Best Part
The best part of coming home was sneaking into my bed in the middle of the night and finding someone very small and very warm under the covers, someone who wakes up and looks at me with sleepy eyes and says "Mommy, I've missed you. I've missed kissing you." and then does just that and falls right back to sleep.
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4 comments:
welcome back.
Thank you. It's very good.
melts my heart. : )
Melted mine too.
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