Monday, August 11, 2008

A New Source Of Healing

Kate came running up to me in the kitchen with a pained look on her face. She was gripping one meaty little hand in the other. She thrust her fist in my face....Ook, Momma. I hurt.

Sure enough, she had a tiny little scrape on her knuckle.

I made the appropriate sympathetic noises, gave it a kiss and sent her on her way. But she didn't go far. She stopped at the pantry, opened it and pulled out the dried apricots.

"I wanna apicot. It make it feewell beder." (I want an apricot. It will make it feel better.)

Who knew?

1 comment:

kjb said...

That photo of Kate looking up into the tree is just precious! Nice shot, my dear. Hoping our girls can see each other again soon...