Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Actual conversation

*We are driving home from an afternoon in the park, eating a great dinner together, and enjoying the fall weather.*

Mama?

Mmmmhmmm?

Can you woll my widow down?

Sure.

*She sits a few minutes, face in the sun, wind in her hair. I watch her in the rearview mirror.*

Mama?

Yes?

I just love...*long pause*...eveything.

Me too, baby girl. Me too.