...I think I want to go to Massachusetts, too. Mama, I want to go with Didi and Gabriel.
(On Saturday my mom is taking the two older children to the house we rented in Massachusetts months ago but can't visit because of Mike's illness.)
Beatrice, I didn't think you would want to be away from us for an entire week. And this way we can have special time together. We can go back to the fountain, and go to the library, and play hopscotch, and go to the market, and watch movies.
...Well, okay. I like those things. Okay, Mama.
We'll have lots of special time, just Beatrice and Mama and Papa.
(A big smile lights up her face in the mirror).
I adore time with just Mama and Papa!
(I grin back at her).
And Papa and I absolutely adore spending time with just Beatrice!
(Beatrice backbends a bit so that she can take an intent, upside-down look into my eyes without the mirror mediating).
Would you say that one more time, please?
Papa and I absolutely adore spending time with just you.
She spun around, almost falling off her stool, and laughed and hugged me, utterly delighted.
