Monday, March 30, 2009

From the basement up past heaven.






When I was really little we lived in a townhome. It had the main floor, upstairs where my parents slept and a basement where Aspen and I slept.
Every night my parents would come tuck me into bed, and every night my parents and I would say,

"I love you from the basement all the way up past heaven."

When I was a little girl I wanted Guess How Much I Love You read to me every night.
It is my all time favorite book.
Its funny how little things mom and dads do when we are little effect so much when we grow up.

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