"Evie, what happened today that made us laugh really really hard?"
"My bup."
"Excuse me?"
"My bup. It always makes you laugh, Mommy."
"It does?"
"Yes. Cuz its so cute."
So, other than Evie's butt, which is that cute, here were other funny things that happened today:
1. I remembered, vividly, how slippery the rocks are at Hammonnassett Beach. That was about a millisecond before I remembered how cold the water is in November. That was a microsecond before I fell in and remembered how much I dislike wet, sandy, clingy clothes stuck to me.
At the same exact time, I recalled how much I loved the beach. Every sandy, wet, cold, slippery bit of it.
2. On the way home, my brother had a look of happy exhaustion that melted from his face, replaced horror and regret.
"Oh, God. I forgot to take the huge snails out of the bucket after I showed Evie."
I got some great pictures of my mom and Evie and Don having a beach picnic at sunset and a lot of "prippy prippy shells."
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Sunday, November 15, 2009
Thursday, October 8, 2009
I Worry Too Much
And complain too much, but there are worse things.
I was working on an assigment from a client, upstairs at my mom's house. Evie and Grandma are downstairs playing a rousing game of Don't Break the Ice. It's very quiet down there.
Evie comes to the bottom of the stairs and calls up to me,
"Mommy! Gramma not working! We gotta problem!"
My first thought is.
Ohmigod... is mom dead? Did she die right there playing Don't Break the Ice and Evie has been trying to wake her up while I was working upstairs?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?
Don't worry, all was well. They had finished thier game and my mom was trying to work the TV to get a toon on for Evie. And aparantly not doing it right.
I was working on an assigment from a client, upstairs at my mom's house. Evie and Grandma are downstairs playing a rousing game of Don't Break the Ice. It's very quiet down there.
Evie comes to the bottom of the stairs and calls up to me,
"Mommy! Gramma not working! We gotta problem!"
My first thought is.
Ohmigod... is mom dead? Did she die right there playing Don't Break the Ice and Evie has been trying to wake her up while I was working upstairs?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?
Don't worry, all was well. They had finished thier game and my mom was trying to work the TV to get a toon on for Evie. And aparantly not doing it right.
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