Lauren was awaken this morning by a bad dream. When I went into her room to investigate she muttered, "I don't want to have a test at the commissary. Not Target either." The poor little thing was haunted by the blood pressure machines in her sleep. And now, unwilling to go back to sleep, she was up much, much too early for my taste.
Her earlier than usual appearance was a clear indicator that she would insist on joining Lizzie and I for our morning walk. She did. As we strolled through the morning's quiet she noticed that moon again, this time probing from a new train of thought, "Why is the moon closing?" I was actually amazed when my response about the sun only shining on part of it was enough of an answer.... She was moving on to getting her tootsies wet in the grass so she could make footprints just like Lizzie.
Oh, Lauren.
{About Me}
- brookie
- Fairborn, Ohio, United States
- I'm a teacher by trade, writer at heart & mom in every sense of my being. I never considered writing as a profession, but after I got married and began moving around the country, I began sharing my adventures, misadventures & updates through a sort of e-mail newsletter. I found a true passion in unconventional story-telling that has followed me into motherhood.
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