Not So Long Ago

Last night, Mr. O and I were reading our books.  Baby O was kicking away (always Thumper in the evening) at both of us, and Mr. O remarked that the kicking makes it feel as if we’re spending time with Baby O already.  And that got us thinking about all the little things we’re looking forward to doing with Baby O.

Which, of course, made me think of all the fun I had when my smallest sister C was even smaller.  Sure, there were adorable outfits and antics, and even more adorable pronunciations.  But what came to mind yesterday was a perfect twenty minutes we spent together two winters ago.

January rain had melted the snow, and on a grey afternoon, C and I went for a walk to put some letters in a neighborhood mailbox. Along the way, we stopped to look at small things — a bird peeping out of some evergreens, a few yellow leaves clinging to a bush, cracks in the sidewalk.  A three-minute walk turned into ten, and on our way back, the sun came out, and C skipped along home. Her feet never seemed to leave the ground, and I have the picture to prove it:

Even smaller C

It was a perfect walk.

When I was telling Mr. O about it, I remembered something else, too:  when we got home, C wanted a turn with the camera, so she started clicking away.  And one of those pictures was the first one that Mr. O ever saw of me (yes, we met on the interwebs). Really — a perfect day.

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One Response to Not So Long Ago

  1. The Younger Sister of Mrs. O (the Older One) says:

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