oh my sweet, thoughtful girl! you were so sweet to me this morning when i wasn’t feeling well (note: NOT morning sickness). daddy asked you to take care of me and, boy, did you! i layed down on your bed for a little nap while grandma and grandpa were still here (ended up being a wonderful hour and a half!), and you made things so easy for me to sleep. you closed the shades for me so it was nice and dark. you said you’d do all the cleaning today since i wasn’t feeling well. you started in your room by putting away your books – and you did it the way i like: instead of stacking and shoving them on the shelf, you put them in properly. thank you! you left the room and kept your siblings nice and quiet.
you’ve been really funny lately, too. here’s a bit of the latest:
g: “i’m gona be a rock star, mama”
me: “what’s a rock star?”
g: “someone who likes to rock out”
me: “what does it mean to rock out?”
g: “it means to have fun to dance”
g: “i’m using my magination”
and lots of talk around here about “when i’m five….”, and “for my five year old birthday party…”, and “when i’m a grown-up…”. what’s the rush, baby girl?