Toddler Time

I was standing at the sink doing dishes. The toddler runs up, grabs my leg and shouts, “Mom! Ideedit gug!”
“Oh,” I said, using my amazing Mom/Toddler translation skills, “You need a hug?” I bent down and put my arms around that warm little body, with a “mmm” and a squish. Then I stood up.
“‘Tank you, Mommy!” he said, “Mmwah!”. Then he ran away.

Can’t beat it.

 

Reviewed

It’s one of those moments you never forget.

I’d just finished writing the blurb for Dog-Gone But Not Forgotten, and I got my first review!

My toddler ran over, coughed, looked surprised– and threw up on my laptop.

I hope it’s not an omen.