Lately Andrea has been getting up pretty early for work, often to find Corrie downstairs in the kitchen making Andrea's lunch: A peanut butter sandwich and a newly washed apple, usually. The two slices of bread never line up with the preicision of a grown-up's preparation, and at lunch time it is a reminder that she has a little girl at home who loves her.
There is a little garden in the backyard of the house we are staying in. It is pretty much stripped of every flower because of a certain little girl who picks them almost daily and lays them on her mom's pillow, to be discovered at bedtime. She loves to love her mommy with her sweet heart.
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I miss my Stearman Girl!!!
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