I Guess That’s Why I Blog

I buckled her into her car seat and leaned over to give the straps a yank-test. She grabbed my finger, looked up at me, and smiled.  “Isn’t it a shame,” I said to her out loud, “that years from now, neither one of us will remember this moment?”

She didn’t answer, but when I saw her eyes of love beaming at me, I didn’t care.