Friday, May 29, 2009

Pocket Protectors


As I was holding Hannah one day, she asked me to carry her two small stuffed animals. I told her that my hands were full, so she began looking for a place to put them. She eventually looked down my shirt, saw my bra, and said, "Mommy! You have pockets in here!" She put one animal in each of my "pockets", and the world made sense again.

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