Wednesday, March 05, 2008

If you saw a puddle on my kitchen floor this morning, it was me

At breakfast Ting Ting was telling me a story -- best she could -- when she mentioned a friend's mother.
"I like T___'s mama," I said. "Do you?"
"Yeah," she said.
"T___'s mama is nice," I said.
"Yeah," she said, looking a bit worriedly at my face. Then she held out her arms and spoke with all the passion she could muster.
"Ting Ting's mama, too!" she said.


Anonymous said...

I thought the puddle on the floor was from Mac. What a sweetie!


Anonymous said...

Happy Mother's Day when you least expect it! Margaret C.

Beverly said...

Aww sweet!!


missy said...

Oooh how sweet! I just found your blog and love it. Ting Ting is beautiful. We have a cat lover, too!

Lauri said...

That would melt my heart too