Wednesday, December 9, 2015

#146/365 I folded your clothes tonight. The house was quiet, and even though I know my policy is that they are your responsibility, I folded your clothes tonight. You don't remember when your clothes were so tiny. They had trucks and skateboards on them. Most of your pants had holes and grass stains. I remember. Tonight, I smoothed down your dress pants and had to smile. They are one month old and already above your highest sneakers. Some day, you won't even have laundry nights for me to steal away. As quickly as I wanted to give you responsibility, I want the in-between moments back. #moments


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