Stephenie Meyer will be the next post I promise. If Kyla doesn't get off her butt and email me the photos, I will do some creative re-inactments.
But, in the meantime. I received one of those emails about the things kids say. I am the person that stops the madness and doesn't forward them on....(yes, you are welcome).
Anyway, one jumped out as me as the most succinct definition of love. I hope you like it. And, I hope it's what you have in all your relationships.
"When Someone Loves You, The Way They Say Your Name Is Different. You Know It's Just Safe In Their Mouth." Billy Age 4
Thank you CM for keeping my name (and the rest of me) safe.
Leaving behind the beauty that is childhood and moving on to my impatient rage...please tell Kyla I'm going to hunt her down like a dog in the night. Or like Jacob hunting down a vampire. FOR REAL! I am beyond ready to read about this grand event.
This definition of love is beautiful. Billy is, apparently, a very insightful 4 year old.
After seething over your first sentence, I didn't think you'd say anything I could hear right now.
Now I'm all choked up and trying not to cry. That is the best way to describe how it feels when your love says your name.
Say my name, bitch.*
*American Pie, not Candid Carrie
And I totally agree with the 'stops the madness'...I don't forward them too!
Yes, someone say my name! "No honey, same my name THAT way!"
Seriously. I totally gotta write that one down.