On the way home from daycare, on a rainy, windy night, we ran into a horrendous traffic jam on the Terwilliger Curves, a particularly heinous stretch of road just outside the center of downtown. I was not pleased. Neither was Rachel.
"I don't LIKE traffic jams," she said emphatically. "I want to throw the cars away."
Good idea, Rachel, I said silently (I was talking to Drew by phone at the time).
"I want to throw away the cars and the trucks," she added. "Well, not all of the trucks. Leave the big trucks."
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Our trip TO work and school was much better -- clear, dry roads. I was singing for about 20 minutes when Rachel called a halt to the music.
"Stop singing, Mommy," she said encouragingly. "Rest your voice!"
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Tonight as I was putting her to bed I said, "I love you, Rachel! I love you very much."
"I love you very much too," she replied, snuggling in.
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