It's not as bad as it sounds. In fact, it's not bad at all.
The other night, Animalia was sitting on the floor coloring. For some reason I was freezing so I was wrapped in a blanket on the couch. She looks up at me, and in her sweetest voice says, "Mommy? Will you play with me?" But I'm cold and tired. I try to make an excuse. "Play with me! Play with me!" she orders. I try to make it up to her by drawing while sitting on the couch. "No, mom! Sit with me on the floor!" Sigh. I'm gonna do it but aside from cold and tired I'm also very slow. She stands up, walks over to me, and tugs on the blanket. "Take off the B-word and sit with me!" she says, her patience gone. "B-word? What's that?" I ask her. "The blanket, mom," she says, practically rolling her eyes. And, cold, slow and tired, I do. I take off the B-word and color with her. Not because she's the boss of me. But because I was really impressed by the appropriate use of "B-word."
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
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