This afternoon, I laid Evelyn down for a nap. We said our "good naps", then I was surprised by Ev wanting to give "twenty thirteen lovin's". There was much squeezing and smooching involved. I exited the room after she was all tucked in a loved up. I went about the job of helping Les to get the primer on the hallway (no additional disasters today). I was painting quietly for a bit and then it hit me.
I have a GREAT daughter. I have a GREAT life. I have a GREAT husband.
I said to Leslie" You know? We have a great life. I mean, Evelyn is a great little girl, I love being her Mama......" I was going to continue but I stopped to catch a falling glob of paint and we heard
" Yeah and I love being your guyses kid!" come out from behind her door.
See what I mean?
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