yesterday i was having a day.
and maybe zoobie was too. because she did not want to wear her shoes. or socks.
and we were outside.
so once we collected all of the said items and finally got home and up the elevator and into the hall, i looked right at the little one.
"oh zoobie," i said.
and she looked right at me
and let out an exaggerated sigh.
she understands me so well,
this seventeen-month-old friend of mine.