My adorable 5yr old daughter follows me into the kitchen this evening, holding a small piece of paper. “Daddy, I found this card,” she says, “Under the couch. I don’t know what it is.”
I know what it is. “What does it say?” I ask.
She begins to read. She’s just learning how. “Not…of…an…of an … a g e…”
“Age,” I say.
“Age,” she says, “Not of an age…but…for….all time.”
“Thanks Sweetie,” I tell her, “That’s one of Daddy’s Shakespeare cards. You can just leave it on the counter.”
🙂 I can’t tell you people how it melts my heart to hear words like that coming out of my kids’ mouths.