I am packing to go to Los Angeles in the morning and Lauren is walking around the house; trying to help me.
I love the sounds of having her in the house.
You see Lauren is my very animated daughter. She will be 22 in a couple of weeks, as she keeps reminding me. As if I would/could forget OR like I wasn't there on that Labor Day.
Anyway, I love the sounds of family around. There is a comfort when people who are comfortable in your surroundings are haunting the house.
Lauren is taking me to the airport at 4:30 a.m....EEKS! That is early so she is spending the night at my house. She goes to MTSU, a university that is about a half hour away from me. (And she got an A on her big test this week...the proud mom!)
As I was trying on clothes to take on my 10 day adventure to Los Angeles, Lauren lay on the bedroom floor, eyeing the outfits I was putting together and making funny comments. And she can be funny!!
In between packing and baking cookies (for her to bring to the hairdresser when she gets her hair cut tomorrow), I dyed the underneath section of her hair. We laughed, we danced, we pretended to fight. The child in each of us came out and it felt so good; so right.
Our kid's childhood expires so fast, but these are the times that I am going to remember forever: the laughter, the hugs, the looks passed between us that no one can take away, the hair dyeing, the love.
Tonight probably seems like any other night; rather boring to the reader, really.
But to me - the mother - tonight was a little slice of heaven!
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