Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Concert in the Park
Cookies fill our tummies, Fun Stix and Spree color our lips (all except the mommies who delicately munch sugar snap peas.)
It's a good night for holding onto and treasuring what is left of my Little Women's childhood.
Some day they will live in different houses. Our lives will not be so closely, deeply intertwined. I won't get to watch every expression, listen to every conversation, and share every moment.
So tonight... is a good night. We get home an hour past bedtime. Sacrifices must be made after all. "I'm a fan of Peter Breinholt. Are you Mom?" asked a sleepy voice as I carried her up to bed. "I sure am sweetheart."