Last night, Julia was overly tired, and she tends to get somewhat emotional when she's that way. It wasn't any surprise to me that she started crying just prior to bedtime ... just sitting in a chair, crying softly. I asked her to tell me what was the matter and this is what she said (through the absolute most pitiful sobs you've ever heard):
"Momma ... I know there are some dreams I have that can never, ever come true! It makes me feel so sad! I have this dream and I wish it could really happen, but I know it can't. I'll never get to be a Care Bear!"
Then she followed her sad little story by throwing her head on my shoulder and wailing loudly. Talk about crocodile tears! My shirt was soaked!
It was hard to empathize with her sorrow when I really just felt like rolling with laughter from the utter cuteness of it all. It still has me giggling today.
So in honor of my daughter who will never realize this great dream, here's a picture of her favorite Care Bear. (Yes, she loves them all, but Lovs-a-Lot with her pink fur and hearts on the tummy is definitely her all-time favorite!)