Scene: Nighttime, in my bed, the monkey beside me.
She wraps her arms about my neck, hugs me close and says
"I wish I could always stay little so you could be the boss of me forever."
Brief pause. I'm thinking, Zero Boss eat your heart out. Then: she rolls onto her tummy:
"Scratch my back. Harder. Up a bit more. The other side. Not so hard. Down a bit."
Hmmm. maybe I'm not understanding this word, BOSS.
Posted by Rachel Ann at August 27, 2004 05:03 AMLOL! My daughter has her own version. "I love you. Now tickle my back."
Posted by: Sally at August 27, 2004 12:37 PMOne of these days our daughters will be on their own and we will be wishing we had one more day to scratch their back.....then we will cry.
Even when I don't want to do it, I always do because I know how much she loves it and how fleeting time is.