Friday, January 18, 2013


Leaning over the sink this morningwaiting for the water to thaw warm up, I watched as Reef waddled into the bathroom wearing his usual morning getup -- long-sleeve top, wild patterned pj bottoms, and mix-match socks ensemble.  He carried his blue car in one hand and wore a look of determination. 

"Whatcha doin'?" I asked. He pointed in the direction of the living room, and once it registered that I was on his heels and ready to follow, he triumphantly led me to a bag consisting of race tracks. With morning breath and uncombed hair, I gladly squated on the rug and connected the tracks together. Reef helped, handing me tracks out of the bag, one by one.

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