Tuesday, September 23, 2003
Even a sneeze can be a blessing.
Dale: Yesterday morning, while sitting at the computer with my son, I sneezed. Loudly, and twice. Dale3 went into Momentary Startle Reflex Mode, then returned to staring intently at his waving fists.
Maddie looked over at me and said: "Bess oo, dahdee."
I was so stunned by that, I almost missed the next thing she did. She turned and said "I get tiss-oo." She walked over to the kleenex box, pulled two tissues, and carried them back to me with a smile. "Dere, dahdee," she said as she handed them over.
Little miracles, Heather calls them. I'd agree, but I'm to the point where I think we have to drop the "little."
Dale: Yesterday morning, while sitting at the computer with my son, I sneezed. Loudly, and twice. Dale3 went into Momentary Startle Reflex Mode, then returned to staring intently at his waving fists.
Maddie looked over at me and said: "Bess oo, dahdee."
I was so stunned by that, I almost missed the next thing she did. She turned and said "I get tiss-oo." She walked over to the kleenex box, pulled two tissues, and carried them back to me with a smile. "Dere, dahdee," she said as she handed them over.
Little miracles, Heather calls them. I'd agree, but I'm to the point where I think we have to drop the "little."
