February 2, 2008
I scolded my daughter last night before bedtime when we all went upstairs and I discovered that she had trashed her room. Clothes, toys, books, make-up… everywhere.
She cried and ran to her Daddy, who dropped everything he was carrying to hug her. He told her not to cry, he would help her clean up. Somehow it ended up being me who did the cleaning up, but the moment was so sweet between the two of them. He is tender with her in a way that I don’t see with the boys.
Because I am a lemming, I joined the 30 tiny moments pool at flickr, a place to capture and celebrate the small moments that make up your life.
The wire has been fixed. I have no idea when they came and did it because none of us saw or heard them. So evidently it was between 12pm and 7am this morning.
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