Oh glorious monkey friend
who brings me bagfuls of fashion
to stymie my shopping bug
I think you shrink them on purpose
(This would have been haiku
but you are too awesome
for so few syllab--)
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1 week ago
Sunshine: Mama, are we going to the park?And, Heaven help me, maybe she's right, maybe we can. But one way or another, solid or polka-dotted or striped or whatever comes our way, we will in fact be moving into a House. We will breathe deeply in the vast openness and stretch our souls into the near-infinite spaces. And then we will slowly begin the process of filling up every nook and cranny. Again.
Me: No love, today we are going to go look at some houses - we need to find a new house to live in so we can have more space to play! (putting it in terms she can relate to, you know?)
Sunshine: Oh. [pause] Can Baby Bear sleep in my room in the new house?
Me: Sure! You two will have a room just for Sisters! (marveling at how easy this seems to be.)
Sunshine: Okay. [another pause] What color is our new house?
Me: I don't know yet. It could be white, or red, or green...
Sunshine: I want polka-dots.
Me: Polka-dots? (Did I say easy?)
Sunshine: Yes. Pink ones. And blue and yellow ones. And maybe green.
Me: Polka-dots. (Crap.)
Me: Sweetheart, I don't know if we'll be able to find a house with polka-dots....
Sunshine: Wellllll, maaaaybe we can find one. (She says this with her best "mother placating her small child" voice - hmmm, wonder where she learned that.)