As I sit here typing, I'm being wrapped in ribbon. A pint size 4 year old has gotten into my hair doing box & gotten out all the spools of ribbon. She has unwrapped all but the last one, she's working on that now, around me. I started out asking her nicely to please put them away but she seemed so happy and content to play with the ribbon, I couldn't ask her again. She's complimented me several times on how pretty I look with all my ribbon on. She's even attached a bow to my head. I feel like a damn present & like an idiot, but the enjoyment she is having, well, as they say, it's priceless!!
I guess my 4 year old is really only pint sized to me. I still see her as a baby. However, when we were out & about this past weekend, someone actually asked me "How old is your oldest, 8, 7?"
Um, No, 4...."Oh, she's really tall." Yes, yes we get that a lot. She is tall for her age :)
Come on!! Really?!?! 8?! Are you fing kidding me????? I could see 5 maaaaaybe 6....talk about bad guess of age!
OK, I'm up to 3 big bows, a small one & a clippy in my hair....oh goody, she just added another & my hair doing box is no where near empty. She thinks I need to stay this way till Daddy gets home. Hate to tell her that won't happen. I don't expect him for a few more hours.
I guess it's good the other 2 are asleep or I'd really have a mess on my hands. One is in her crib the other passed out on the living room floor in nothing but undies. Yes, just undies...it's hot outside people! She's on her back, arms bent w/hands by head, legs & feet in a frog position with her big body pillow folded over on top of her face....I guess it's all about comfort? I'd wake up from that position & not be able to move for days. Who am I kidding? I couldn't even get in that position without some help! Oh to be young again!!
I better go get unwrapped before one of them wakes.....
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