Summer Reading

" Mommy, I can't believe Jack came back! " Sissy sighed happily as I kissed her good-night.

I'm reading Little House On the Prairie to the girls. Last night Jack the brindle bulldog was given up for dead after the fording of the rain-swollen creek. We wanted to cry with Laura when she realized her dog was gone. OK I wanted to cry with her. The girls didn't actually take it as hard as I did.

But tonight when a tired and ragged Jack showed up at the campfire, there were gasps of delighted surprise on either side of me. I LOVE it when that happens.

And that Sissy was still talking about it when she went to bed is like the last sip of sugary coffee from the bottom of the cup. Rich, full, and so so sweet.

She's excited that Jack is back.

It's a beautiful thing to watch.