Friday, July 18, 2008

The big red cannon

After we finished the evening's birthday preparations, my husband was pleasantly employed cleaning the mirror on what C calls "the big red cannon" (i.e. his new used telescope). C felt the need to express her approval. "I think you deserve your telescope," she told her father. She was similarly warm toward me at bedtime, telling me that she wouldn't trade me for any treasure or any other mother. I asked her if she had any alternate mother in mind, but she didn't have any.

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