she who is queen and princess of all she surveys and most of what she doesn’t, who has been almost downright unpleasant company since about halfway through the grocery store, who greeted a delightfully shy two year old girl at the deli counter by swinging her arm as if to hit the poor girl, and who told me repeatedly that she wanted her mommy, and who is eating her lunch after coming directly off the bench of a timeout for hitting her brother while they were in the dining room and i was in the kitchen putting groceries away …
yes, she … she just took a bite of her ham and cheese tortilla, and through her chewing smiled at me and told me she loved me more than chocolate ice cream on a cone in the whole wide world.
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Squab // May 11, 2009 at 12:02 pm |
Awwwwwwww. How do they always know what to say right when they’ve pushed you to your outer limit of sanity? It must be an evolutionary development.
DD // May 12, 2009 at 8:22 pm |
Just think of the praise and adoration you will get when you give her some ice cream. She may declare you High Princess of All That is Beauty and Shiny!
Kate // May 25, 2009 at 5:12 pm |
Up until the word “brother,” I assumed you were writing about Carole.