After school today, Helen and I ran a bunch of errands. It’s a spectacular day — blue sky, gorgeous spring day, etc.
Driving from point C to point D, a dreamy voice drifted up from the back seat.
“Mommy, if I had a rope as long as the sky, do you think I could catch a cloud?”
And then later: “I’d want a big fluffy white one, because the gray ones rain.”
This is the kind of stuff that makes me love being a Mommy.