index | archives | notes Tuesday, Oct. 04, 2011 5:40 p.m. << [ Wednesday's Child ] >> My little man walked me to the door yesterday. Had to leave the team meeting first to make it to my next child, and when I got up, he followed, tiny blanket trailing in his tiny hand. I expected him to walk me to the kitchen, then turn back for his mother. I stopped and looked, he stopped and looked, and when I continued, so did he, all the way to the front. He waved his little hand, said, "buh buh," and when I asked for a hug, he fell into my arms. I am my favorite's favorite. Tomorrow is Wednesday. Wednesday means I get to see him again. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org