I notice she still sticks her tongue out when she works.
I see her father in her . . . & a brother of mine.
My heart takes a leap; I smile, count, and watch her work.
kids feeling better today
talks with Charming while I cook
long telephone conversations with my oldest far away
wrapped in fuzziest of blankets late night talks
work for the fisherman
her joy when I tell her I had to multiply a recipe by 6 . . . she thinks I’m a real cook & I laugh
her disappointment when I tell her I has a checker . . . and I laugh harder
mac-n- cheese to share
she still sticks her tongue out when she works