Thursday, November 14, 2013

so true.

Two days ago Squísh stood at the bottom of our stairs. She called for Steve. She waited. She called a little louder. And then waited for one more quick minute...

Finally she bellowed his name. 

I was right around the corner, so I asked what she needed. "A shoulder ride" she responded... "I need Dad. Becaauuuuse I can't give myself a shoulder ride."


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