A bad day for a second
One of the perks of living with a two year old is that a bad day never remains a bad day. Today I received a mail box full of annoyances, anxieties and irritabilities. I also received some textile samples in a box, a box that should have been opened first instead of last. August was so excited to see these textured and colorful squares. After I made some irritating phone calls we played with these fabric samples and talked about them, had a snack and the day straightened out. Later, we sang songs, played some pretend, looked at new library books and it was dinnertime. After dinner, we had a fireworks show and the day went down as a very sweet one with a minor snag that didn't even last an hour. It's the magic of your child. I feel the biggest high these days just asking her to show me "left" and see her point left correctly. Even when it's wrong though, she does it with such a beautiful smile, it makes everything better.
2 Comments:
your two year old sounds like a joy!
:)
those happy remedies...!
n♥
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