17. My son told me in the sweetest of voices, in a consoling tone…”Don’t worry mommy, I’ll never murder you.”
18. My best friend Lisa died when I was pregnant with my daughter. When my daughter was three, I heard laughing. I asked, “What are you laughing at?” She said, “Auntie Lisa is making silly faces and playing with me.”
19. When my daughter was three, she woke up one morning looking rough. I asked if she slept okay and she said, “No! Popaw Mike kept me up all night pinching my toes!” My dad, her Popaw Mike, passed away eight years before she was born and that’s how he used to wake me and my brother up when we were little.
20. One night I let my then three-year-old sleep with me because my husband was gone. It was dead quiet in the house and she whispers, “I’ve got ya where I want ya and now I’m gonna eat ya.”
