This happened 2 weeks ago, and I'm just now getting around to putting it in the blog...
Just came downstairs to bed. I had heard Isabele start crying while taking out my contacts and brushing my teeth. By the time I got downstairs she was sobbing, in her bed, "mommy mommy mommy". She had my nightgown. She must have been really scared after going in my room to get me and only finding my empty nightgown on the bed. Poor kid.
Brian was out of town for the night, so I just put her in bed with me since she was so upset.
Little tid-bits from the daily hum-drum of life ... snippets that would otherwise most likely be forgotten.
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