(Originally published on Xanga.)

During snuggle time last night Natasha kissed me, snuggled into my side and said, “Thank you for staying home with me.”

I still wonder if she understood what she was saying.

That was a thank-you about ten years earlier than I’d expected.

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Added 1-24-07:

Jay has taught the girls to thank me for dinner. It is both adorable and gratifying to hear them thank me, especially in front of visitors. I am seeing the fruit of one thought-full, intentional teaching, and it’s rather inspiring for future work.