Thursday, April 9, 2009

A Bedtime Story

Once upon a time a little boy waited
while he sat in his little red chair.
While he waited
he called for him,
and tried to understand what Mom meant by "just a little bit longer."
Then it was time to take a little rest,
and wait some more.
Until...

It finally happened.

Granddad had come.
And the little boy was happy.
And the world was perfect.

7 comments:

Marni said...

Precious... and I'm sure Grandad felt the same way.

SkippyMom said...

How wonderful. I love the story in pictures. And Grandad looks so happy too. :D

Michelle said...

The way you wrote that reminds me of The Giving Tree, which is one of my all time favorite stories.

I love the picture of them hugging, because you can see the sheer happiness on Thomas' face. It is very, very sweet!

i said...

awww!!! i loved that story. you should write a real book w/ your awesome pics!!!

Anonymous said...

Ahhh it's almost like The Giving Tree. :)

Robyn said...

now that was MUCH better than reading about you snorting water up your nose! (although I laughed out loud at that one!) How cute - you've got talent!!

Anonymous said...

Oh, I can just feel that hug and wish I could have been there, too!
Covet, covet!

Lots of love,

Grandma Barb