Heidi: Mama, what happened?
Me: I hit my head on the shelf.
Heidi: I kiss it? [Pauses] I can't reach!
I bend over and she plops a big ol' wet one right on my forehead. Just what I needed.
At dinner the other night: "Mama, you cooked a nice supper!"
[She didn't eat any of it, but at least the sentiment was there.]
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