Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Then the other morning after breakfast I was trying to enjoy my coffee while it was still hot. I was still at the table, and she came up on my lap and said "'at good, mom?" grinning, looking at the coffee, then "'at hot, mom?" and I said yes, it's hot, then kind of slurped some up (you know how you do when it's really hot) and she said "blow bubbles, mom?" thinking that of course that was what I would be doing...
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