henry asked if he could have a banana
i said yes and got up to go get it for him
you know, since the basket they are kept in is pushed towards the back of the kitchen counter
i walked into the kitchen to find that my child...
my teeny tiny sweet henry
the boy who was born yesterday
had gotten the banana himself
cue the tears
he is tall enough to reach for himself!
i shed tears
right there in my kitchen
over a banana
sometimes i feel the time moving by like molasses
and sometimes i get panicky everything is moving too fast for my tender heart
