Superhero Marks

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Last night, Greg gave me a hug and told me he loves me.

Just jokingly, I asked, “Even with the stretch marks on my belly (from being pregnant)?”

Zoey, who was across the room, looked up from what she was doing and said, “Superhero marks.”

I paused a second, not really believing what I was hearing. She’s two and a half; she has no concept of superheroes.

“Superhero marks?” I asked. “Mommy has superhero marks?”

She nodded and went back to what she was doing.

Our little girl never ceases to amaze me.

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About cdhoose

I'm a mom to an amazing little girl and have another little one on the way. I live in Upstate New York with my fiance and daughter, 2 big, crazy dogs and a 3-legged cat (who has an attitude). I hate know-it-alls, Lindsay Lohan and socks with holes in them. I always seem to get myself into trouble (which entertains my fiance to no end), but I try hard to be a good parent. Also, I occasionally work on scrapbooking the fifty billion pictures I've taken of my kid. And I like ice cream. The end.

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