Wednesday, April 16, 2014

My little sweetheart

Posted for posterity...

This morning I woke a little groggier than normal as I'm still recovering from a nasty head cold I got this weekend.  I slowly made my way down the hall into the older girls' bedroom and turned on the light.  Softly I called out to them that it was time to wake up, time to get dressed, time to start the day.  Neither moved an inch.  Finally, after some poking/prodding, I got Sam up and dressed.  Then I turned to Julia... After quite a bit of work, I managed to wake her up.  As she lifted her head from her pillow, groggy and half-asleep, the first words from her mouth were, "Daddy, are you feeling better? Are you feeling a little better now?"  I'm constantly floored by how considerate and compassionate she can be...

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