Baby Rae sat snuggled on my lap eating her fresh cut apples while we waited for her big sister's dance class to finish.
Seven fellow Dance Moms sat among us.
I sneezed (into my sleeve of course).
Nobody said a word.
Baby Rae twisted her head backwards, touched my face, and said, "Bless you, Mommy."
Yes, indeed, I am blessed.
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