Wednesday, December 21

Maddie Phone Calls

Nothing like them. And though she doesn't call me as often anymore, that's okay. I get the great stories from Mom and Dad - like tonight.

Here's a snippet of the conversation I heard.

"Can Jackson talk to you?" Dad says, "No, he can't honey. He's a cat!"

pause

"Well, I guess he could meow, but he can't really talk because he's just a cat."

Thirty seconds later, Maddie's mind has moved on.

"I'm going to be sick for Christmas," she declared, after coughing into the phone. And she would not accept Papa's optimism that she might get better.

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