Wednesday, 28 April 2010
And I am dead
I pick D up from the nursery. She asks to go shopping and I need to do some shopping. Serendipity. She is in a happy happy mood. She heads home on her scooter with me lumbering behind her. She reaches home and turns back and gives me a radiant smile. My heart melts as I beam at her. She says, "I reached and you did not reach. You are dead."
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:) indeed you are.
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