Monday, April 26, 2010

A story from Abby. "Yesterday when I was being sneaky about talking Chloe into changing out of her work pants into play clothes we started talking about her room. I asked her if she liked it and she said she really did. And I told her it was a really cool room. She asked if I helped you put it together and I so no...that I helped move some stuff but that you had done it all by yourself to make sure that it was perfect because you knew her best. She looked around really thoughtfully and said, "yeah she did so good. It's like she read my mind." This feels so good!

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