After randomly lying down in a grassy field to soak up some sun on the way to dance class…
You sure do, sweet girl. You sure do.
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After a lovely morning at the beach…
Me: Shall we pop into Starbucks so I can get a coffee and you can sit and eat your snack?
Gracen: {without skipping a beat} Yup. Because we’re Starbucks lovers.
Me: {smiling}
Gracen: We are. We both love Starbucks and we both love each other.
While at the aquarium today…
Gracen: ‘Mama, you know… I speak penguin language. I really do.’
Me: ‘You do? What is this penguin saying to you?’
Gracen: ‘Oh, he said, “Gracen, are you really a princess?”
Me: ‘And how did you respond?
Gracen: I said yes – OF COURSE!
So we’re at our Crafty Kids class at Bright Minds this morning, when this happens…
‘Mama, when we get into the car, I’m going to take off my shoes, lay back in my cozy seat, wrap up in my soft blanket, read my new book, and…
Come here – I have to whisper this part…
{I lean in close and she cups her little hand around my ear}
And – just melt my troubles away.’
First off, a little back story… Grae absolutely adored being around Portia’s baby sister at this morning’s play date. In fact, she told me that in addition to Jessica’s delicious cheese scones, holding the baby was the best part of the whole morning. (To say that someone is anxious to be a big sister one day would be a huge understatement.)
So today, after her nap while we were enjoying some quiet time at home, she turned to me and very, very seriously said…
Mama, I’ve been waiting and waiting and waiting for my baby sister, but I just can never find her.
Her face was a mixture of genuine concern, confusion, and disappointment, and it made my heart hurt just a little. Is it normal to feel most pressured to have number two by your {still 2 year old} firstborn?
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This afternoon, after her nap…
Gracen: Mama, I have a yittle baby in my tummy.
Mama: Oh really? Is it a little girl or a little boy?
Gracen: It’s a yittle girl.
Mama. Oh. Does she have a name yet?
Gracen: Yes. It’s Zahlyn.
Mama: Do you know when she might come out of your tummy?
Gracen: Yes. On her birthday.
Touché, sweet girl, touché.
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Early this morning while cuddling in bed, Miss G was browsing one of my yearbooks from while I was teaching in Kuwait. She found my class’ page topped with my photo and asked…
Gracen: You are in your classroom here, Mama?
Mama: Yup.
Gracen: Where is Papa?
Mama: He’s in his classroom on the other side of campus.
Gracen: So we had a little babysitter for Grae, ya?
Mama: Well no, Love. You weren’t born yet.
Gracen: So actually I was just zero???
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While down at the beach today, G begins to attempt crawling across the busy path…
Mama: Grae, let’s not crawl across the path please. Let’s walk.
Grae: What ’cause?
Mama: Well, because there are a lot of people walking and biking past and the cement is hard and rough. You’d probably make holes in the knees of your leggings.
Gracen: And then I no have knees anymore? I just have my knee’s skeletons?
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