Some may remember how, back when my lupus was new and my children small, back when my friend Lisa offered to trade a few hours’ babysitting time every morning, swim therapy for me and then gym time for her, how her little boy David used to leave some favored object, usually a toy, stashed away somewhere in my house every time to make sure he’d have to come back to get it. Somewhere where I wouldn’t see it and go chasing after their car, somewhere where only he would know.
Every time. I think he started doing that before he turned three.
Richard, Kim, and Parker flew home this afternoon.
And David’s going to love seeing what we found after they left.
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LOL!! That’s awesome. I never tire of that David and the left behind item tale…
Comment by Channon 08.15.11 @ 6:57 amdo you think they can make it all the way home without that?
Comment by Sherry in Idaho 08.15.11 @ 8:28 amI’m betting that Parker’s mom is as prepared as my daughter is — always carry a spare!
Comment by Bev 08.15.11 @ 8:37 amHey, Gramma, please just leave it right there. Then I’ll know where it is the next time I visit.
Comment by Don Meyer 08.15.11 @ 8:55 amWhat a wonderful (way too short) visit you had. That smile on your face (in the earlier post) says it all. And I still love the story of the left-behind very special toy.
Comment by sjanova 08.15.11 @ 4:59 pmAre you sure he didn’t leave it behind for you and for him, rather than just for him?
Comment by twinsetellen 08.15.11 @ 5:49 pmLeave a comment
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