Yesterday, my daughter was very mommy-oriented. Well, she often is. I enjoy being her point of refuge at the end of a long day. But that day, she wanted to read to me, so she read a book about dolphins. I was amazed at the words she no longer stumbled on. After awhile, she went to bed. I tucked her in. She said, “Mom… I wish sometimes you would lay down with me. I miss the old days.”
How could I resist? Sometimes, I miss the old days, too.
Lately, most of my days have been amazing, in one way or another, and I’m thankful for that.
辽宁盼盼吧 