On Fridays N gets to spend the day with Zoe. It's their time. It usually involves throwing a certain girl in the air, playing chase, some coloring and a picnic lunch. The routine is that while N makes the sandwich, Zoe picks out what shape she wants from our cookie cutters. She used to fancy the star, but has moved onto the leaf.
It's their thing. It's their routine. I love it.
With N going back to school, one of the things I do for him is to pack his lunch and his dinner. He's on a sandwich kick lately. Last night I asked Zoe to help me make sandwiches for daddy. Without hesitation she ran to the drawer and goes, "I'll pick the shape!"
That's way better than any note would've been.
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