A break from my usual posting stuff today.
I don’t even remember when this was, but I do know my daughter was little. Very little. I had a camera and this little itty-bitty thing was sitting on the couch. And Cruel Wife was propping her up with her hand. And she was wearing my hat.
And I named her “Nermela” after “Nermel, the World’s Cutest Kitten” from Garfield.
(background of awful old couch removed to protect your eyes)
And for whatever reason, I still see her this way today, all these many years later. Probably will as long as I live, too.
Sort of like this…
She asked to sleep on the couch tonight – hey, it’s an exciting time with her grandparents here to visit, so we said “Cool” – and she promptly passed out on the spot. I keep looking over there and seeing her now but as she was then. Weird.
