I remember a time before she could talk…

A conversation in high volume traffic this afternoon

“Mommy”

“Yes?”

“Mommy”

“Yes, honey”

“Mommy, I have to tell you something”

“Ok”

“Mommy”

“Yes”

Mommy, I have to tell you something”

“Ok”

“Mommy”

“What honey?”

“Mommy, you need to look at me.”

“Ok, hold on”

looking back over my shoulder

“Yes honey?”

“Mommy, I have something to tell you”

“Yes?”

“Mommy”

“Yes, honey”

“Mommy, I have a window!”

 

 

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