Wednesday, January 12, 2005


There is something instinctually rewarding about letting your little kids eat your food. Yesterday I was just about to finish my lunch with an apple when my two-year-old daughter came up and asked for a bite. She kept taking bites, and stood there with her warm little hands firmly over my hand, and ate about half the apple. I felt like the luckiest person in the world.
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