Friday, November 25, 2011

His and hers

Black Friday morning. Hum of heater. Warm covers. Sunlight streaming. Shane and I head downstairs for coffee--revving up for the day ... our annual trek to pick out an ornament for the tree and lunch at Wegmans. I peek into Lanie's room: bed made, everything tidy and ordered. Pillows centered, covers smoothed. I point into her room and Shane looks. He smiles.

"That's my girl," he says, and I know.

We look into Erin's room: pink lump under pink covers, tousled hair, toys strewn haphazardly across table, dresser and floor. We laugh. She's all mine.

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