A Baby Story

When Christopher was two, he really loved one of Sarabeth's dolls. He wanted to hold her in the car, have her at the dinner table, in bed, etc. One particular night, he held the baby doll while I rocked him at bedtime. When I put him in his crib, he handed her to me and said, "Mommy, take care baby."  I laid her gently on the ottoman next to his crib. He raised his head and sweetly said, "dood dight, baby."

Be still, my heart.