Last night as I was carrying Sophie from the car to our front door, I noticed the moon was very bright overhead so I pointed up at it and said, "Look, Sophie! It's the moon." She looked up at what I was pointing at for about a second or so, then let out a slight whimper and quickly put her head down on my shoulder. I felt bad for her, but it was so cute.
I thought maybe that was a unique reaction, but tonight we were coming out from the Texas Roadhouse restaurant and again the moon was bright overhead. I pointed up at it again and said, "It's the moon, Sophie." Once again she looked up at it then immediately put her head down on my shoulder and squeezed me tight. Right as we were getting to the van she looked back up at the moon on her own for a second and, again, grabbed me tight and held her head down on her shoulder.
I wish I could know what was going through her mind. Maybe it seems like the moon was following us while the streetlights just moved by as we walked. I have no idea.
What I do know is that these moments were beautiful and I love my kids with all my heart.
1 comment:
That's so sweet and cute. And, your last sentence is really sweet. :-) Love you guys! :-)
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