February 22, 2007
I love it when you call me big poppa
Home. My bed. My jammies. Mom and Dad. And my Zoester.
I don't feel that well. But I'm on the mend.
Zoe nearly knocked me down when she saw that I was home. I told my parents not to let her know I was coming so it would be a surprise (not to mention she would ask them a gazillion times what time I would be there). I just wanted to hold her and not let her go. She couldn't stop smiling.
I watched Zoe ride her bike for about an hour. It was the most perfect day. It was a beautiful day. Little long legs and a pink Hello Kitty helmet. Round and round in the driveway. Then our neighbor's dog Sophie came out and Zoe pet her and scratched her belly for about ten minutes.
It could not have been a more perfect afternoon.
I can do this. I'm home.
No assignment tonight. I'm going to bed.
Posted by debutaunt at February 22, 2007 09:19 PMI'm glad that you had a good day...you have certainly earned it!
(also love the reference to Biggie...what a way to start my day!)
Posted by: amanda at February 23, 2007 07:22 AMYEA! Happy!!! What a cutie.
Posted by: kami at February 23, 2007 08:01 AMGlad to hear you are home. Rest well.
Yay. Welcome Home.
Posted by: Kris Herbst at February 23, 2007 10:01 AMI'm glad you're home and on the mend. Zoe is too cute!
Posted by: Traci at February 23, 2007 11:24 AMYou can do it for Zoe.
Posted by: blackbird at February 23, 2007 12:13 PMI'm so glad to hear you and Zoe are finally together again!
Posted by: Sometimes Saintly Nick at February 23, 2007 03:01 PMI am so glad you're home. I can just picture you and Zoe hugging!!!
Tell your parents hello from me!
Posted by: Theresa at February 23, 2007 03:15 PMI am so happy that you are home. May you recuperate and recover in your little nest with your little bird-talker!
Posted by: Loretta at February 23, 2007 04:25 PM