A Small Epiphany
You know what I’m going to miss about this winter? Regan’s “glwubes”
Not the gloves themselves, although their fingerpuppet pattern is wicked cute, but the fact that she calls them her “glwubes.” Next year, they will simply be “gloves,” and that tiny part of my baby will be gone, filed away in my memory beside the child who loved “pollymops” and the little girl who needed “boo boo sticks” to make it all better.
I’m gonna miss those glwubes.