Tell Us The One About The Time

Inspired by this post, I've begun telling them stories.

About when they were babies.
About when Calli was a puppy.
About when Mommy and Daddy met.
About when I was a little girl.

And they soak them in with their twinkling eyes, beg for more as they smile and giggle at exactly the moments I hoped they would.

And after less than a week of tucking in underneath quilts and history, already they've cataloged their favorites in the deep shelves of imagination. And they say, "Tell us the one about the time...." and "Please just one more, the one when..."

And it's harder than ever to say "no" to just one more.
Because I love the telling as much as they love the listening.