Rachel brought her stuffed lion Nemo downstairs to breakfast this morning (I had gotten up hours earlier to swim with a neighbor, who forgot I was going to go with her and left. Instead of going back to sleep, I decided to re-write a magazine story I'm working on that's due Monday. Good think I did, it took most of this morning and early afternoon, longer than I'd planned).
Rachel put Nemo on top of the buffet and asked me to keep an eye on him while she ate. Sure, I said.
"Thanks. That's a big help," she replied.
"In a couple of years, you'll be saying, 'Mom, can you watch the baby while I take a shower?' And I'll say, 'Sure, sweetie. I can watch the baby all day,'" I answered wistfully.
"Make it better," she shot back. "Two days!"
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