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.
Through My Glasses, Dorkily
13 years ago
2 comments:
Aww.
omg, the sweetness! that's an image you'll still have in 15-20 years, too.
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