I watch Sarah as she gazes upon our children and feel a tightness in my chest. So much to be grateful for, so much that's it's overwhelming sometimes.
I sense Nessa has stirred before she speaks, but there isn't time to say or do anything about it. No matter. I cross to stand behind Sarah and place a hand on her shoulder.
"Mummy's home, and we're having chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast, with sausage and bacon," I whisper to her. "Just don't tell your brother so he can be surprised. Secret, alright?" Nessa likes secrets, so I hope she'll go along with this one.
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Date: 2008-05-05 04:36 am (UTC)I sense Nessa has stirred before she speaks, but there isn't time to say or do anything about it. No matter. I cross to stand behind Sarah and place a hand on her shoulder.
"Mummy's home, and we're having chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast, with sausage and bacon," I whisper to her. "Just don't tell your brother so he can be surprised. Secret, alright?" Nessa likes secrets, so I hope she'll go along with this one.