this morning #2177.

this morning, i was trying to gauge her willingness to engage with me. on one hand, she was standing there scowling with her hands firmly planted on her hips. on the other, right before the scowl set in, she blew me a kiss. this is how she chooses to do things. refuses to play it straight with me. if i’m being honest, i’m sort of asking for it. often play along with her games. she knows this about me. knows that i like a challenge. undeterred by her mixed signals, i outstretched my arms & went in for the kill. wrapped her up in a big bear hug. her words of protest were blunted by an undertone of stifled laughter. i whispered in her ear: “love you, dear.” she squealed & squirmed away. i later learned that she’d thought of those words all day.