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A visit to Vic’s

Since it’s 3am and I can’t sleep I figured now is a good time as any to share a trip to our favorite sandwich shop in Sacramento, Vic’s.  It’s this great little sandwich and ice cream shop in Land Park that I have been going to since I was a wee babe.  I love that Rose is old enough to partake in the yummyness.  I have so many wonderful memories of visiting Vic’s with my Grandmother (she lived down the street).  I hope to give Rose many of the same memories.

Sharing some of Mommy’s egg salad sandwich.
 The best part.  The ice cream! 
“I can do it myself Daddy!”

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The start of a new/old tradition

I have well loved memories of snuggling in bed at night with my mother when I was young girl and my dad was gone on business trips.  She would always do little things to make the time without my dad go quickly and keep my mind off his absence.  It may have been trips to McDonalds, renting a video (Splash, The Last Unicorn or The NeverEnding Story) or staying up a little late.  The thing that I remember the most though was climbing in bed beside her at night and knowing that she was beside me keeping me safe.

Steve has been gone on a business trip this week and while Rose has been handling it ok, last night I think she finally started to realize just how long he had been gone.  She was whiny, clingy and simply didn’t want to be further than 2 inches away from me all night.  Just very un-happyroselike.  So later that night, after a bath and jammies and tooth brushing I asked if she wanted to snuggle in mommy’s bed and watch Sesame Street.  She nodded her cute little head and led me into the bedroom with a big smile.  We cuddled under the covers, watching Elmo and Big Bird for a few minutes until she scootched down on the bed, pulled the covers up to her chin and wedged herself against me.  After I turned off the tv, I wrapped my long limbs around her tiny body and listened to her breathing slow.  I could feel her complete and utter trust in me.  Trust that I would keep her safe.  Trust that I would love her unconditionally.  Trust that I would always be there for her.  Just like the trust that I felt when my mom and I did the same thing so many years ago.  The circle is complete.


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