little bits

My daughter and I had a lunch date this week. She ordered her own food (PANCAKES) and specified CHOCUT MIK (Aurelia for chocolate milk). The crazy bendy straw gave her fits of giggles as she would open her eyes wide and watch the milk rise and fall in the loops. I told her she is my friend and I wanted to go to lunch with her so we could talk. She feels neglected sometimes when I do alot of phone work (CASA, other moms, school volunteer stuff, family and friends who live far from me), so I wanted to give her a little me time. She didn't bust out any revelations about life or start speaking any clearer or anything. But she proclaimed loudly across the parking lot that she is my friend, my grrrrl, and she is stwong!

Meanwhile, my two boys were both tucked away in various corners of our house. I went to look for both of them at different times and found each of them curled up on their beds, reading a book with a stack of books close by. I don't know about you, but my heart swells to know that as I am reading with my own book/stack of books, my sweet boys are enjoying the world outside ours with mere words. Books rock!