6 September 2014
"Is that me?"
We live across the street from a small dead end street, where the boys will often ride their bikes. She doesn't ride yet, but loves to run along side the boys one their bikes. She's fast and has endless energy. She is a joy.
One of my favourite moments of the day, is the quiet at bedtime, where she crawls onto my lap and cuddles to sleep. I often read during this time, usually the only chance I get during the day.
Last night, she noticed I had a new book. She asked what it was. "Girl Runner," I said, showing her the cover.
"Is that me?" she asked, wonder in her voice.
I smiled at her. "It just might be."