A few Sundays ago my phone rang. My daughter-in-law, Cori, was calling. She began the call by saying, "Claire woke up from her nap and said she missed her friends. When I asked her what friends she missed she said, Papa and Nana Mac. So we are calling to talk to you." I talked to Cori and Claire for several minutes and then my husband had his turn. We talked about little things, but most of all we told Claire that we loved her and missed her.
Papa and I live about an hour and a half away from Claire's house. We generally get over to see Claire and family every 3-4 weeks for a day or so, but it had been a little more than a month and 2 1/2 year old Claire was missing her "friends."
What joy! My granddaughter missed us. A greater joy! She thinks of us as her friends.