Do you ever have those moments when you look at your child, or a neice, or a nephew and think...
"Ok...that is me....all the genes lined up and there is a little me..."
I know what she's thinking...what she's doing...how in her imagination...
she's NOT sitting in a cluttered kitchen....
With a disinterested cat...
and a really disinterested puppy...
But instead the whole world is listening in rapt attention to her dramatic rendition.
I know how she feels and what she thinks.
And I like that.
It's good.
Most of the time it's good. :)
Most of the time it's good. :)
2 comments:
Hmmm...I've felt the same way about a certain child of mine!!! I like the cat getting into the open dishwaher;-)
Way to put that into words! Both H and I play "teacher" and it totally "brings me back" :)
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