Monday, September 14, 2009


Muffin Man gets out of the car and slides the door shut, peers in the window to look for my thumbs-up to show that he closed it properly, and heads on into school.

That last look into the car comes with a thumbs-up of his own and it is the image I carry with me all day. His sweet grown-up baby face, his tiny little huge hand.


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kathy a. said...

omg, the sweetness! that's an image you'll still have in 15-20 years, too.