 Recently we had a different car. A car borrowed from a friend. More importantly, a car with a sunroof. I drove the car on Monday and knew, right away, what I wanted to do with it. I thought about it all week. On Friday I asked Coco, "Do you want to go somewhere with mommy?" It was a last minute decision to ask her, I had envisioned a quiet drive alone. It was a long week where I felt selfish and impatient, and as though I spent all my energies correcting and redirecting the kids with no real progress. She looked up from the Calico Critters she was playing with and said, "Where are you going?" I stretched out my hand and replied "Do you trust me?"  Off we went in search of high blossoms I was the driver. She was the scout. Sitting up in the front seat like a big girl, looking down side streets. "I see one Mom, I think it's a pink one!" I would park under the tree as close as I could get, and then lean our seats way back. We held hands and commented on how beautiful the view was. I opened the sun roof and let her reach up and touch the blossoms. She brought a few home, carrying them in her hand with the greatest care.  "Oh Mommy, wait until you see the view from my side!" she said and reached for my camera. I watched her trying to steady the heavy camera over her face, squinting into the view finder. I was wondering if someday we would have this in common... "Can I have a copy of this for my room?" She asked I smiled, and she knew that meant, "Yes, baby you can." I smiled too because having her with me was so much better than being alone.   |