|Horton and the dust-speck are one.|
This isn’t going to work, I told them. I need more room than that. So I manually scooted them over, grabbed a pillow from the end of the bed, and climbed over them. The moment I extended my arms, they both rolled to nestle into me. ‘Ahhhhh’.
|The Last Unicorn|
Bright Eyes placed her head on my chest. “I can hear your heart beating, Grandma,” she whispered. I wiggled my fingers into her mass of brown hair, and lifted the strands up to let the heat escape. She sighed, and blinked, then was asleep.
That left me with Horton. Before we settled in for the movie,Sunshine had found one of Daddy’s clean socks and placed it over my eyes just so. "Here, Grandma. This will help your headache." I could look down my nose and at the TV, if I wanted.
When Mommy/my daughter came home, she found us three just like that. “Oh, my, that is precious.” I agreed with her.
Life can’t get much better than that.