"Good night sweet child," Mama said as she tucked Little Cub in.
But Little Cub wasn't quite ready to go to sleep. "Mama, where did I come from?" she asked.
"From God," her mother answered. "Your papa and I were alone, and we wanted a baby."
That was as far as Matthew got. We both started crying. Not gentle weeping, but full on heaving sobs. We couldn't read the book for months. My eyes fill with tears even now reading those words. We did want a baby so bad.
Jamie didn't have the patience for this book for several years. It is pretty long. Now he enjoys it. He looks at me quizzically on the occasions that my eyes fill with tears. "Mommy is just so happy that God gave us you."