As I sat here tip tap typing away on the keyboard, Sarah twirled about my chair, making up songs. I was enjoying this one:
My parents are both so sweet,
they give me lots of kisses,
even when I am very bad.
I should mention here that last night, Sarah was very bad.
When I commented that her song was nice she stopped her dance and said "Mommy I like you so much today" while patting me on the arm and looking sweetly into my face. She stopped patting, but continued gazing, while she followed up with "Yesterday I didn't like you at all."