Let me set the scene. Belle comes downstairs with a smirk on her face and an envelope in her hand. Ben is sitting at the kitchen counter, just having finished his homework.
Belle: Well look here. I have a letter for Ben Phillips.
Ben: Huh?
Belle: Yep. It's for you alright.
:::he reads it:::
Ben: Where does she get this stuff?
Me: Well, she loves you. Why? What does it say?
Ben: :::sigh::: Nothin'.
I continue cleaning the kitchen, wrapping up work, doing laundry, etc... .
About an hour or so later, I go into the kitchen and notice the folded letter on top of the envelope on the kitchen counter. With all my other "mom duties" going on, I forgot about the scene that played-out earlier.
I pick up the letter. Read it. Smile. Show it to D. Take a picture of it, as I do all their memorable things. And here I am. Putting it in the vault.
God, I love these kids. By the way, they've been upstairs playing ever since. I will say, he's watching his iTouch while entertaining her 'cooking' various things for him. They really are quite incredibly awesome.
Me: Well, she loves you. Why? What does it say?
Ben: :::sigh::: Nothin'.
I continue cleaning the kitchen, wrapping up work, doing laundry, etc... .
About an hour or so later, I go into the kitchen and notice the folded letter on top of the envelope on the kitchen counter. With all my other "mom duties" going on, I forgot about the scene that played-out earlier.
I pick up the letter. Read it. Smile. Show it to D. Take a picture of it, as I do all their memorable things. And here I am. Putting it in the vault.
God, I love these kids. By the way, they've been upstairs playing ever since. I will say, he's watching his iTouch while entertaining her 'cooking' various things for him. They really are quite incredibly awesome.
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