Several hours after Daddy left my parents’ house to go take the Bar Exam, Little Sis lay on the floor while I changed her diaper. She looked up at me with a quizzical expression and said,
After fifteen months of almost constant interaction with Little Sis, I knew immediately what she meant, and quickly responded.
“Oh sweetheart, Daddy did leave, and he’ll be gone for a while, but he will come back.”
Diaper changed and question answered, she toddled off to play, satisfied. I smiled and rejoiced in the magic of communication.