James and I both stirred; we heard Kayci's door open and little feet in the hallway. The feet paused at our doorway for a moment, and I could just FEEL her looking at us, trying to figure out if we were asleep or REALLY asleep. She must have determined the latter, because the feet went back into her room, and her door shut. Being a Mommy, I couldn't ignore the middle of the night visit, so I went in to check on her. I leaned down, kissed her on the forehead, and asked if she was okay.
"I'm fine, Mommy...but how many more minutes until we can go to Krause?"
42!
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After a year of telling people I'm 42, I really am.
I told my Boy that this year I should tell everyone I'm 41 (since I
apparently skipped that one) and th...
8 years ago
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