From the mouth of my babe.

25 May

Just now, as I walked up the stairs, worn down beyond belief, and collapsed onto my bed with a huge sigh,

my daughter followed me, climbed up next to me, and said,

“Sometimes you just have a bad day. Sometimes things are hard. But they get easier.”

And then, I thought, “She is more mature than most of the people I know.”

She continued, “Like one day I had to to teach Monster to be nice to D’Ba and that was a very hard day.”

And then, I remembered that she is 4, making reference to two of her imaginary friends.

And then she finished with, “And mom? You look beautiful even without makeup.”

And then, I thought, “She is amazing, I am never letting her go.”

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