On our walk today, Currier picked a dandelion and when I asked if it was for me he said, "No, it's for Rya!" It's hard to believe that one day he'll probably pin her down and fart in her face.
My little rascal picked a handful of dandelions during our weekly walk in the park Sunday. I didn't even have to ask, because he said, in an apprising tone, "These are for nonna, because I love her." They're capable of such tenderness. Now.
On our walk today, Currier picked a dandelion and when I asked if it was for me he said, "No, it's for Rya!" It's hard to believe that one day he'll probably pin her down and fart in her face.
My little rascal picked a handful of dandelions during our weekly walk in the park Sunday. I didn't even have to ask, because he said, in an apprising tone, "These are for nonna, because I love her."
ReplyDeleteThey're capable of such tenderness. Now.