Sunday, January 11, 2009

Where Daddy?

I sit down at her level. Cross my legs, make myself comfortable.
'Where?' She asks, tilting her head to one side.
'What are you looking for?' I say.
'Daddy? Where daddy?'
'Daddy is at work.' I explain.
'Daddy home.' She says. 'Sleeping?'
'No, daddy is at work.' I say.
She thinks about this for a moment and then repeats, 'daddy work.'
'That's right' I tell her.

A typical conversation... that amazes me.
Our little girl is growing up. Making sense of the world, and giving me a whole new aspect on life.