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The official name of this pillow is a bed rest pillow, but a friend once told us that they were called "husbands" in her college dorm, and so the bed rest pillow was known as a "husband" in our family.
My oldest daughter Kristin had a "husband" to lean against while reading in bed. Little sister Kati, who wanted to do everything her big sister did, said that she wanted such a pillow too. I promised her that when she learned to read, we'd buy her a "husband" of her own.
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Days, weeks, months went by, but little Kati did not forget the promise. Slow, steady progress was made towards learning to read, little by little, here a bit, there a bit. One day, something clicked and Kati seemed to put all the pieces together and read a passage fluently.
"Kati," I enthused, "you're reading!"
Without missing a beat, Kati said, "Now I can have a husband! Can I call Dad?"
Kati called her dad at the office. Ron was in the middle of his work day and I don't think homeschool was in the forefront of his mind at that point. He picked up the phone and heard his little daughter say to him, "Dad, I want a husband."
I think he nearly dropped the phone.
After a bit of stammering and saying, "Now?," he asked to talk to me. I got on the phone and assured Ron that Kati did not want a life mate quite yet, only a bed rest pillow.
CeLeBRaTion Tip of the Day: Celebrate a milestone with a special gift.
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