at the beach, i hear her exclaim "look mama! it's a heart! a real heart!" and it really is. this is why i love her, why my hearts pretty much bursts open every time i look at her little being. she is love. she's everything that it's all about. she's my little cheerleader that dances with me all around the house and sings "all you need is love" by the beatles at the top of her lungs. she knows more words than i do and even sings the "duh duh duh duh duuuh" part. and my heart explodes.so what's a mama to do on a rainy day, when she's worrying about fires and a dear, sweet family and bff? we cut our nails. we cut our toenails. and make some dang quesadillas. and dance around to the beatles. and then i have gray strip down naked (even though it's freezing) to give her a haircut on the deck. i pretty much cut off all her hair, down to nothing. and then i ask her "so do you like having short hair" and she's all "yeah, i guess so, it's pretty cool" and i say "do people at school like your hair?" just because i'm curious about what other little kids say about her really really short hair and she stops in her tracks and says
"yeah, totally. they think i'm sooooo fashionable".
guess i walked right into that one.
in other other news, joey's been sick with the poop shoot riots, so we've been worried about him. what's a mama to do after taking care of a projectile-vomiting little guy all afternoon? well, after hanging over the bowl myself from empathy-pukes, we get in the car, go through the drive-through for more coffee, and then buy a kids book about the life of john lennon. what else is there to do on a rainy, poopy day?
finally, i'd like to thank pix for the email that made my day, and jana and co. for boo-ing our house today. the kids tore into the treats like you wouldn't believe. xx
