Hideaway

There is a little girl in my bed.

She is pretending the sheets are a fort. Tossing her arms in the air to watch the linen rise and then drift down to swallow her whole in a shower of static.

I don’t have to ask to know that she is happy here: In this room, on this bed, under the covers, with me.

I can’t deny that I feel exactly the same way.

I think we’ll stay in here forever.

Or at least until we get hungry and need to venture out for a snack.

3 comments

1 Allen { 04.01.11 at 2:19 am }

I was chatting, just today, with a friend at work about examples of effective birth control advertisment.

Oh well.

2 Samantha { 04.01.11 at 9:05 am }

Oh, the third picture makes me so happy. She is darling and so lucky to have you as her mama.

3 ginnymom { 04.01.11 at 4:40 pm }

Like!

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