“We’re down at the bottom…” mama says. “We were hoping you could deliver us our shoes … Yep, at the bottom of the summit poma.” Watching mama’s face, you spot her widely smile. “I love you too.”
The words make you smile widely as well as you lean into mama’s side. Suddenly mama says, “come on, get your skis off.”
You’re not sure why she wants them off, but do it anyway as she gets her own off. Then, mama surprises you by putting her hands under your armpits and lifting you, placing you in her lap. She puts her arms comfortingly around your front, hugging you.
“Oops — I think I can smell your mess bottom now.”
You flush, squirming in mama’s lap. Mama quietly laughs.
“Don’t worry sweetie, you’re very cute like this, and smelly bottoms are just part of being a mama.” Mama pauses a moment. “Well — actually, you’re always cute. I’ve got two very cute daughters.”