Hold my hand, Mommy

5th November 2013

Hold my hand Mommy, the plane makes such a LOUD sound!
Hold my hand Mommy, I'm afraid I'll fall down.
Hold my hand Mommy, later the water will go 'glug glug glug'.
She tells me as I drain the water off from the bathtub.
Hold my hand Mommy, follow me I'll show you something.
Look! I made a sandwich! (Then shows me a plate of nothing.)
Smell the flowers! She tells me. Then thrusts me plastic daisies.
I pretend to sniff and then she asks me why I didn't sneeze. (Ah, ah, Ahchooo!)
My little chatty lady, so full of imagination.
My precocious, precious, witty child, you have my full adoration.
When I ask her if she loves me, she'll pretend to give some serious thoughts.
Yes, she answers. How much? I ask. A lot, a lot, a lot.

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I'll hold your hand my Darling. Planes aren't actually that scary. 
It's just the noise that's loud. There's nothing there to worry. 
I'll hold your hand my Darling. Hold it tightly in my hand, 
I won't let you fall, step by step, we'll walk together till the end. 
You're afraid of the water, because it goes 'glug glug glug'? 
Look, it's just because the water is draining from the bathtub. 
Oh! You've made a sandwich? A delicious, yummy sandwich? 
I imagine that I've eaten it up, and now it's all finished. 
You asked me to smell the flowers, (they're plastic!) I obliged and pretend to sniff. 
Hey Mommy, you didn't say 'ahchoo', so I sneezed and sneezed and sneezed. 
Filled with such imagination, and funny with the things you say. 
You bring me such great joy and delight in each and every day! 
I will hold your hand, I'll hold it tight, I'll guide you as you grow 
Into an independant young woman, till then will I let go.

♥ from Mommy