Lost in America
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I went to bed somewhat hopeful, having had a conversation with a friend and
co-worker who was distraught and agitated.
It was late, but I invited him over...
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Can I go home?
This morning the best boyfriend in the world brought coffee to me at work, kissed me goodbye, and took my daughter to the toy store. I think a hackey sack competition is in the works. They've had arm wrestling contests, starting contests, armpit farting contests, and now this.
As they walked away down the street, I watched them the whole way, grinning from ear to ear until I lost sight of them, struck by how sweet they looked. Eddie swaggering just a little bit in a body that seems to get buffer every time I see him, my daughter skipping along with her pink satin purse, filled with gift cards and a crisp dollar from the tooth fairy. Later they're going to make peanut butter chocolate chip oatmeal cookies.
My two towheads that I love more than anything in the world, spending the day together.
Can I go home yet? Can I please?
Labels:
baking cookies,
bonding,
boyfriend has returned,
coffee,
daughter
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