My Heart Goes Pitty-Pat

…every time Scott writes about our kids.

I call her name. No reply. Louder. Nothing. The dragon’s got her but
good and who can blame her? Can I really compete with such a wingéd,
scaléd green beast?

I try again and this time she looks up. I make the sign for “car,” and she beams, hops down off the couch.

The earth’s rotation wavers slightly from the sheer beauty of her in motion.

9 thoughts on “My Heart Goes Pitty-Pat”

  1. I like Scott’s weblog because he’s so smart and funny. But it’s the posts about his family that never fail to bring tears to my eyes (yeah I’m a big sooky). It is so beautiful to see a father with such love for his children. You certainly are blessed.

  2. Patience, you are so right—the man is a gem. A diamond in the rough, some might say, but that’s all the better. He is definitely a softie for his baby girl. 🙂

  3. Oh, I read Scott blog the other day and had to smile so big.
    I was just telling my cousin that this age is the best. She has an 18mth old,
    He’s a keeper Lissa. Can we clone him?
    Mary

  4. Oh, I love reading Scott’s posts about your family. His feeling and his talent really shine . . . his words can cause a reader to feel such a surge of love, not only for the sweet girl he describes and her daddy, but for each individual daddy of one’s acquaintance 🙂 Thanks to both of you for giving the world a window on your lives.
    Now I’m off to hug the best daddy EAST of the Mississippi . . .

  5. Hi, Melissa 🙂 Congratulations on your HSBA nomination! Your blog really is very uplifting to read through.
    By the way, you can still submit for this week’s Charlotte Mason Blog Carnival – hint, hint 😉
    Best wishes on the awards!!!
    Blessings,
    Jacci

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