Saturday, February 11, 2017
mini-me
Dear Cate,
You are a little version of a grown up.
Also, the epidemy of a middle child.
You love people but you don't always know how to show it.
Hello to my mini-me...
(Brown smudge on Cate's bed.)
"Cate, is that poop or chocolate on your bed?"
"Chocolate."
"Did you put it there?"
"No."
"Who did?"
"Somebody else did."
"It wasn't you?"
"No, I don't know who did."
"Then how do you know it's chocolate?"
(Pause) "It's poop."
I walk outside.
O: Mom, paint spilled on the driveway.
(Black pool of paint on driveway.)
O: Cate walked in it.
M: Where's Cate?
O: Inside.
This week you started thanking God for everything a 4 year old can think of-including that we can all be together. At the end of your prayer-"the end."
I'm thankful we have each other too.
Love,
mom
You are a little version of a grown up.
Also, the epidemy of a middle child.
You love people but you don't always know how to show it.
Hello to my mini-me...
"There's a spider downstairs. Can you spank it?"
"I can't wait to eat. I'm starvering."
You HAD to sleep with so many babies...
Something tells me you'll have a big family someday Cate.
"There's no dragons with God." I don't know what you meant by that, but it sounds true!
You both wanted blue noses for Halloween. Weirdos!
...Yet beautiful at the same time:)
Just a routine visit from a familiar super-hero friend;)
(Brown smudge on Cate's bed.)
"Cate, is that poop or chocolate on your bed?"
"Chocolate."
"Did you put it there?"
"No."
"Who did?"
"Somebody else did."
"It wasn't you?"
"No, I don't know who did."
"Then how do you know it's chocolate?"
(Pause) "It's poop."
I walk outside.
O: Mom, paint spilled on the driveway.
(Black pool of paint on driveway.)
O: Cate walked in it.
M: Where's Cate?
O: Inside.
The first thing you did at Adventureland...
No one really wants to leave Adventureland...
One state fair memory for the record...
I'm thankful we have each other too.
Love,
mom
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