this weekend bella is going to have her first sleep over at a friend's house. the friend is
grace and the place is manhattan. this puts little man and i on our own this weekend. very exciting.
on the morning they were to leave, i was up early (4:30am) addressing work issues. at one point i walked into the bedroom and found bella had snuck into my spot in bed and was snuggled in close to marty. i took a moment to stand and watch my two girls looking so perfect. suddenly, marty bolted upright, looked next to her and pushed bella two feet further away and then re-collapsed into her previous pose.
this was not a gentle persuasion, one fearful of waking a resting child. it most reminded me of how i used to push fifty pound burlap sacks of idaho russets around the cellar of a restaurant i worked at.
you have to take time for the sentimental moments in this house because when they do happen they don't happen for long.
