these are my favorite Rachel sayings . . . . . . .
“I want to be a Mama when I grow up.” (Prairie, on the other hand, wants to be a reindeer. Last week, it was a horse with wings.”
“That’s a good idea, Mama!” (ahhhh, music to my ears multiple times a day).
And just today, while she munched a chocolate zucchini muffin courtesy of brother Sidney and watched me dust an end table, “You have a good job, Mama.”
Yep, dear, I do.
Shamefully, I don’t always recognize it.