The house is quiet. I'm in one room laying on the couch, flipping through a magazine. It's raining.
Evan is in another playing cars or trucks or whatever and he can't see me.
The house is quiet for a long time and then I hear, "Mommmmmmm????"
"Yes," I say from the other room.
"I was just making sure."



1 comment:
Oh, I love that!
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