i felt a tug . . .

i felt a tug . . .

I was finishing up with dinner and came out to the living room to find Simon sitting on the floor, eyes downcast, posture defeated, holding the magnadoodle so I could see it.

It tugged at my heartstrings. I dropped everything and went to hug him and ask him why he was sad. And then he said, “Well, you wouldn’t let me take the rocking horse from Oliver.”

And the heartstrings retracted. But he gets points for pathos.

2 thoughts on “i felt a tug . . .

  1. Oh my. I was also very sad for Simon. Very sad. Until I finished reading your post. And then I laughed. And laughed. Poor kid. Impressive work, though, on the magnadoodle.

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