Making my tiny piece of suburbia into a happy homestead
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Isn't this the most precious ear? I love these little ears. This is the ear that laid against the crook of my elbow as my darling nuzzled my breast as a baby. These are the ears that begged to hear "We're Going on a Bear Hunt" just one more time. This little ear has been red and feverish, bring tears to my sweet. It has been full of sand, evidence of a delightful day at the beach. This little ear belongs to the Sunshine of my world. When clouds darken my day, this little ear sprawls across my lap and I rub that sweet little lobe and she whispers to me "I will rub your ear mama, it will make you feel better."