Due to a crazy mini-blizzard, my finals were delayed until Thursday (grrrr) but I wanted to pop up for a moment to share an incident. We'll be back to actual posting this weekend.
A few minutes ago, Lucy decided she should let go of a favorite cup she has owned since she was a baby. So she drank some chocolate milk from the vessel and then unceremoniously threw it away. As I sat studying, she came in with her baseball card smile binder and leafed through it for a few minutes. Out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw her lip tremble. "What's up?" I asked. "Whenever I feel sad, I look at my smile binder," she said. The lip was now at full-brink-of-tears. "But why are you sad?" "It's just hard to say goodbye to things," Lucy explained. So I said, "Well, you don't have to throw it out, you know," calling upon my collecting skills. "You can save it in your treasure box. Maybe just don't use it to drink from anymore." Eyes brightened; lips firmed up. Before rescuing the cup, she reached in the binder to pull out a card. "This is my favorite right now," she said, and showed me: