Tuesday, November 15, 2005

How I know there's no heaven

There is nothing sweeter than a declaration of love from a boy with grape jelly smeared on his face; whose sticky hands are thrown 'round your neck in exuberant embrace; whose wet cough coats your ear with bits of aforementioned jelly; and whose runny nose leaves zig-zagging patterns of snail trails in your hair. To even suggest that there exists a place where better things than this occur on a daily basis... well, it's simply not possible.

I love you too, munchkin.

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