Friday, April 22, 2011


There's nothing quite like the feeling of crawling into bed at night only to find plastic play pizza wrapped up in the blankets.  The knowing I'm-so-lucky smile.  The reminder of little lips that pretended to eat it hours earlier and the sticky hands that fed it to you.  Thank goodness for plastic play pizza (and maybe some pregnancy hormones...hehe).   
Precisely the least, the softest, lightest, a lizard's rustling, a breath, a flash, a moment - a little makes the way of the best happiness.  ~Frederich Nietzsche

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