“Mom, when we get home, can we get a blanket and lay down on the grass outside and look at the stars?”
I had been busting my ass all day and it was past 9:00pm. Charming Baby’s bedtime is supposed to be 7:30, my back was barking and I felt like a dirty, sticky carnie. All I really wanted was a glass of wine and a hot bath.
He looked up at me with those big brown eyes and long lashes. I started thinking about how much fun the kids had at the carnival and that I really enjoyed working with the other volunteers.
“Sure, Sam.”
I took a quick shower, we changed into our PJs and headed out to the yard.
On the blanket, side by side, I realized Charming Baby was looking at me more than at the sky. He had a huge grin on his face and was happy just laying there, being with me.
Then we saw it…the first star. We waited to make sure it wasn’t an airplane.
I closed my eyes and made my wish.
Wishing for something you already have counts, right?
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