Little Miss Muffet was tucked into bed last night when we arrived to sit the babies.
A hullabaloo ensued when I peeked in to kiss good night.
If we were there...
where were mommy and daddy and when I couldn't find them.
It was an unhappy moment.
The tired little sweet couldn't fall asleep.
I brought her back downstairs in her sleep sack and we sat and looked at the snapshots on the blog.
was better than mommy and daddy and the tears soon dried and she pointed out all she knew...
all the landmarks she holds dear...
and all the fun times she remembers.
she started to rub her sleepy eyes and we went back up to her room.
She snuggled in while I rocked and sang 24 stanza's of E I E I O.
I laid her down...
and hummed another 10 stanza's of E I E I O....
while slowly backing out of the room.
This all happened just as I was wondering what to blog for today.
It reminds me again how there are stories to tell all around us and moments that we should tell..
for little girls grow up and I may not remember for ever.
all for now...