Tonight Rory wanted to write me a note. To surprise me. I heard her, at the table, drafting carefully away. “I … Love … You…”
“How you write ‘because I’m your Mommy?”
I interpreted that she wanted me to write “because YOU’RE my Mommy,” and so I did, on a scrap of the holiday pad she was using, for her to copy. A few minutes she appeared at my elbow. “I have something for you! Surprise!”
And she handed me a small piece of paper that read, in careful letters, “I LOVV VV becauSe Yodre My GRINCH.”
Which, if you’ve ever met me, makes perfect sense.
she said ‘Surprise!’
Ha! That cracked me up. Thanks for the laugh.