Friday, September 4, 2009

this little light of mine

This was a week for the record books.

This one told me he loved me. That doesn't happen very often. I know well enough to pay attention.


This one told me he loved me. He does that every day. And he always gives a bear hug and a kiss as accompaniment.


This one told me he loved me. And he always tells it like it is. As a matter of fact, he and his little brother ran up to me and hugged me simultaneously. I could have died happy on the spot.


This one told me she loved me. And I melted. Like buttah.


This one told me he loved me. And I hang on every word he says.


This one ran up to me and hugged my leg. I know what he meant.


It's good to be me.