January 03, 2004
Small hands
Corryn scared me a couple times over the Holiday. The first couple nights at my parents’ house she was sleeping in the room next to mine.
One morning, I had to take care of some business yet it was too early to get up. I snuck out of my room and when I was done, I dashed back. Had I not heard a tiny voice seconds before impact of small hands on my leg, I might have really freaked out.
The second time she got me was when I just opened my door and there she was! It wasn’t so dramatic.
The third time however I was all content in my room, listening to the book. I thought my door was locked so I didn’t bother to roll over to see who was testing the door handle. Then this tiny hand touched my side and I jumped out of bed screaming.
The forth time I was ready for her. The fifth time too, but she wasn’t there. I thought her parents took her upstairs in to their room because she was having a rough night, but I found out later she made it all on her own through the dark of the night. Poor little kid, I think she may have knocked on my door because I told her to if she needed anything.
Note: Image was randomly selected on google. Posted by Michael at January 3, 2004 06:43 PM