a little trip down memory lane

We were taking our walk this evening

and I heard Lexi shout, "Mine!"

and it reminded me...

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Back in the days of 3 children

public school

and a regularly relatively clean house

I would walk the half a block or so to my friend's house

most mornings after I'd dropped TJ & Lana off at school.

We'd have coffee and visit for about an hour

while our little ones played.

Jennifer did some babysitting

and one of the little girls she kept

would walk around saying "mine, mine" all the time.

We talked about how odd it was.

She was an only child

so it didn't make much sense

that one of the only words in her vocabulary was "mine".

While discussing this peculiarity

little Ashley toddled over to me and tried to grab my coffee

and I said,

"You can't have this Sweet Baby, it's mine."