dear Mikki and Katie…
for the love of all that is holy in this world, you guys drive me nuts sometimes. is it necessary to eat paint out of the paint tray, Katie? even if i tell you 10 times not to do it? because seriously girl, if paint was a suitable cuisine, we would have eaten it by now. and although it is blissfully exhilarating to paint {oh it is…i know}, is it really imperative that after you eat some of the white TOXIC paint, to then spread it all over your Matilda Jane outfit? the same outfit that if i actually told your father how much it cost he might make me sleep in the garage for a night {or a week}? apparently the gate in front of the room in which Mommy was painting was too amateur. i should have known that you could hoist your adorable, barely 3 foot self over it like a prison convict training for the great escape.
and yes Mikki, while it is incredible that you can jump so high { i am trying to be supportive of your amazing talents…really i am} was it completely essential for you to catapult yourself off of the ottoman face first? what did you think would happen, spontaneous flight?
oh girls….you drive me completely crazy. and even on these days where i honestly feel with all my heart that joining a traveling circus would be a virtual vacation, i love ya.
{hint: mother’s day is coming. i expect something good}
love you my darlings…
mom
P.S.
Daily Mantra:
How can a society that exists on instant mashed potatoes, packaged cake mixes, frozen dinners, and instant cameras teach patience to its young? {paul.sweeny}
by amanda.b.
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