Peanut crawls up to her book shelf, picks her favorite Spot book, crawls back to me, plonks herself on my lap and gives me the book "Spot loves his Grandma". How cute, I mumble to myself, and start reading to her. She smiles and squeals at Spot gathering eggs from Grandma's chickens. I love you too Spot, I read and shut the book when Peanut slams her tiny hands on the floor and has a meltdown of epic proportions. Ok, ok, I will read it again, I say and open the book and her face lights up in delight. And I go again ,"Spot loves to visit his Grandma".
Friday, March 30, 2012
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