say what? i know.
i am a great and avid animal lover. BUT if you know anything about me, you know this is an understatement of my feelings of those blasted winged wretches.
anyhow, we were walking in some parking lot the other day, when a pidgeon and why, of all birds, did it need to be the flying rat sort? approached us. being the sissy-la-la that i am, i cowered in fear. all the while, my 4.5 year old daughter was pulling my hand closer while exclaiming in her baby voice "AWWWW! arent you so cute!?!? mom, that was such a beautiful little birdie!" really? welp, whatev. who am i to tell her what to love? a large heart that little has; large enough that there is even a spot in there for vermin. and she surely continues to teach me, completely sensical, i wouldnt have thought it on my own, lessons err-day.
which kind of brings me to my next excerpt. not really, it just made me think of it. so this one, here goes:
i sing adles rendition mr bobbie dylans 'make you feel my love' to my kids on the daily of course in my way off tune completely inharmonious manner . cause its true. what is even more true, is that it should really be turned around the other way. them --> me.
when the rain is blowing in my face, and the whole world is on my case, they will offer me their warm embrace, to make me feel their love. etc.
like that.
a strictly enforced rule round our parts: when you hear music, STOP. AND. DANCE. really.
no matter where you are, who you are with or the jive of the tunes, get jiggy with it.
teddy is the best obey-er. while in sprouts 4 days ago, we headed to the dairy section; he heard the tunes which were exceptionally loud at that time and stated very matter of factly, "mama! i need get down! i need dance." so DUH. i got him out of his seat. he, sis and i shaked our bums for the milk and greek yogurt. pride.
today, pink and i danced all the way through some new store that i didnt like. crappy merch but good music. we will probably go back just for the party.
one eve, about 5 mins into snuggling my gal, we had an in whisper convo:
i: you are so special to me.
p: mooooom. you really need to be quit cause im trying to get some sleep here.
i: oh sorry. i just needed you to know that you are so special to me.
p: yeah but i already know that. ok? so its alright. i just already know it.
another night while laying in bed with her, a largely beaming smile strewn across her pretty little face, she looked adoringly into my eyes:
p: mom, you make me smile. thanks for being a great mom.
while laying with ted on an eve, trying to slip him into his sweet little boy slumber, so i was whispering:
t: MOM!
i: what?
t: MOM!
i: what?
t: MOM!
i: what?
t: dont talk in secret.
on the morning of 10-4, while polly was at her 10:00 appointment pooping, she yells to her dad from the bathroom:
p: DAAAAAAD!!!! I LOOOOVE YOU! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! YOUR THE BEST!
as per usual one morning, i tackled my nuggets with tickles and loves and what we like to call "knock over hugs" :
t: (can barely get any words out between his little large laughs) mom! dont kissing me!
p: what in the deal is wrong with you mom?
a few nights back we were lucky enough to have not only ant penny AND kell AND alison over, we got ant connie too!!! we all sat around the dining room table. polly colored:
p: iv been thinking of selling my artwork.
ac: oh really? for how much?
p: 15
ac: 15 what?
p: dollars.
i: wow! .... i bet you could bargain with her...
ac: how about 1 dollar?
p: ok.
p even cut her a smokin deal on top of that! buy 2 get one free!!!
she made 2 whole bucks that eve.
pollys fave thing to do lately while snuggling is to lay soft smooches on my forehead and cheeks. as i would to either of them. its prush.
tonight while driving home from the mall:
i: guess what we are going to do tomorrow!?
p: WHAT?!
i: we are going to go see a new pre-school and check it out to see if you can go there!
p: oh yes! maybe miss sam moved here!
i: (slightly broken hearted) no honey, she still loves in utah.
P: why?
i: cause thats where her home is. our new home is here in california.
p: well then i just need to go visit her and play wiff her.
lately, teds favorite thing to call me is:
t: the bomb in the com
not thebomb.com as i say on many an occasion in a joking yet serious manner.
each morning tedster wakes up 15-30 mins before his sister. he comes over to my bed, i help him up and we lay there, play silly games, make funny faces, and whisper goofy jokes to one another. i am outstandingly thankful for that small bit of time that we get to have together each day. its special to me.
right now i m watching the matrix with klinty and my pa. brother douglas is on the computer also. last time i saw it was when it first came out. i remembered mostly none.
"you have to let it all go neo. fear, doubt and disbelief. free your mind."
its pretty friggin cool.
the end.
