She's two for two!
It occurs to me that posting this anecdote, especially after having not posted anything in between and for so long, is going to make me look rather narcissistic. And your point is?
Hey, a mother NEEDS to record these kind of memories, to store them up against the pubescent "I HATE YOU!!" years that are coming faster than should be possible by the laws of physics.
So...
Emma made a small figurine of a llama out of that air-dry clay stuff from Crayola. It's rather cute, actually - has twine for a mane and she painted it quite well.
And there's a children's book my kids have gotten a kick out of titled "Is Your Mama a Llama?" Yes, I'm that corny; I asked her that same question.
Without missing a beat - and in a very matter of fact voice, not even looking back - she replies "Nope, she's a beauty."
Yep, she's getting the jewelry AND the car when I die.
Hey, a mother NEEDS to record these kind of memories, to store them up against the pubescent "I HATE YOU!!" years that are coming faster than should be possible by the laws of physics.
So...
Emma made a small figurine of a llama out of that air-dry clay stuff from Crayola. It's rather cute, actually - has twine for a mane and she painted it quite well.
And there's a children's book my kids have gotten a kick out of titled "Is Your Mama a Llama?" Yes, I'm that corny; I asked her that same question.
Without missing a beat - and in a very matter of fact voice, not even looking back - she replies "Nope, she's a beauty."
Yep, she's getting the jewelry AND the car when I die.