A note

I wrote this note on a piece of paper that the girls had colored on. the paper has floated around the house and I thought, maybe I should throw it away. Then it got water spilled on it. Then pizza. It’s nearing the end of its life, so I guess I’d better take the time to transcribe it:

We’re sitting at the table, in our one bedroom apartment. Errol is sleeping under the table. Abby, you are making up a song, “and I love you, eyes like shining stars” and Katie, you’re shaping play-do, “Look, look guys! Look! It’s a turtle!”.

I love you so much, and I love this moment, when we all get to share a space and do our art. What could be better than creating with you?



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2 Responses to A note

  1. Scott Pearson January 20, 2013 at 6:11 am #

    A life is one hundred thousand “notes.”

  2. Rachel Beita February 24, 2013 at 4:59 pm #

    Awww…precious! Those are everyday moments becoming memories.

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