Can I go to Molly's tonight?
No, hon, why don't you stay in tonight.
But why?!
I don't know. It's raining? It's already late?
Silence.
Tapping furiously at her cell phone qwerties.
Then her lips at my ear, whispering.
I really wanted to stay in tonight anyway, Mom.
Laughter. Arms encircling.
Scene.
wow. That's a keeper.
ReplyDeletegotta love it when things work out that way!! :)
ReplyDeleteDeirdre, it was. :)
ReplyDeleteDmarie, it sounds as if you know well that things don't always work out that way! nice to see you here.
Ah-lah- perfect.
ReplyDeleteYou got the wisdom in your bones, girl.
ReplyDeleteAnd everybody knows it.
Esp. those who need it.
love-
Scott
Lucky you.
ReplyDeleteMs. Moon, ah-lah. always love that.
ReplyDeleteScott, man, everybody loves it when you come around! so happy to see you, tearful.
Elizabeth, lucky me. on THIS night.
Oh that is fabulous! Makes me want to procreate RIGHT THIS INSTANT. (Only a slight exaggeration.)
ReplyDeleteThis is the kind of thing that makes it all worthwhile. So sweet!
ReplyDeleteNOLA darling! Um, no need to rush. This was just one night, and so singular it was worthy of a post here!
ReplyDeleteRubye, when it happens, it is indeed sweet!
Love it. This rarely happened at our house...
ReplyDeleteShe's a great egg this daughter of yours. And like NOLA, it makes my ovaries yell even louder.
ReplyDeleteShe's a sweet and beautiful (and smart) lady. Just like her mom!
Tess, well, it's fairly rare in our house, too!
ReplyDeleteMiss A, a great egg. yes she is! thank you, dear one.
Happy ending! :)
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of my mom. Friday nights and sometimes all I wanted to do was have popcorn for dinner and be with her.
ReplyDeletethanks.
xo