Thursday, January 5, 2012

Her dreams

My Tulip, sweet sweet girl.  She loves everyone she loves so much.  She'll smush all she knows about you into a big offering of love Tulip style.

Tonight, as we shared a grapefruit, we had this conversation:

"Mama, is it true you like opossums?"
"Well then tonight I'm going to dream about opossums.  And there will be babies and mamas and papas and brothers and sisters.  And they'll be friendly.  And they can all be your pets.  And they'll be big, as big as people, so you can play with them.  And they'll be from Chicago."

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