Watch out, old shadow, there's a new sheriff in shadow town. And she kicks your butt. She's with me through thick and thin, light or dark. It doesn't matter to her where I am or what I'm doing, she's gotta be right there with me. When I'm in the kitchen fixing her meals, she's hanging off my legs. When I'm in the bedroom getting dressed, she's snatching clothes out of the drawer and knocking over stacks of shoeboxes. Even when I'm headed to the bathroom, I hear the inevitable pitter-patter of little feet, always just a step or two behind me.
I do love my new shadow to bits, but...
Is it really any wonder that Nap Time is so sacred at my house?
I thought of this post tonight as I was making dinner with a one year old pulling at my pant legs.
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