The older Zoe gets (four next week!), the more girl-bonding the two of us seem to do. After her swim class on Sunday, for example, we grabbed brunch together (her: bagel and cream cheese, me: breakfast burrito and chai), went shoe-shopping (she helped me choose among two pairs of boots) and then stopped at a farmer’s market before heading home. It was pretty much the perfect morning (it didn’t hurt that it was so warm and sunny out), and Zoe felt more like a little friend than a daughter.

I never really day-dreamed about having a daughter (I wasn’t, after all, even sure I wanted kids!), but if I had, I know that Sunday was exactly what I would have pictured.

-M

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