I was just watching my Miss 3 sleeping and a memory struck me.
This memory comes often.
It was not so long ago.
The year was 2000.
I was on an date with my now husband.
We were walking in the Botanical Gardens in Brisbane and it started to rain.
I love rain but I hate being rained on.
If I were an animal, I'd be a cat.
So my devoted boyfriend (as he was then) clutched me and steered me to a tree where he...and the tree..sheltered me from most of the rain.
And he said something I will never forget...
"You're beautiful. I know our kids will be beautiful because of you."
Or words to that effect.
And he's right.
But every time I look at our kids I think...
"Our kids are so beautiful...because of their daddy."