and baby makes 6!

In the midst of paying bills and fretting…

I heard crying and my daughter came running in.

She said “I fell down. Whhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”

I hugged her and kissed her, and she stopped crying.

I wiped the tears from her eyes and she said in an adorable, pouty voice, with an expression that brought to mind pink frosted, angel food cake: “Mommy, the ground pushed me”.

My heart skipped a beat, and began fluttering and I grabbed her face between my hands and kissed her sweet cheek. Then I popped her in my mouth and ate her whole right then and there. She was delicious!