Warrior Princess

It's summer, so the rules are by law relaxed.  If my kids want ice cream for dinner, the answer is quite possibly a "yes".  We might throw a hot dog in to balance it out.  Or not.  So when my 6-year old asked yesterday if she could "color her face" I struggled with my knee jerk "no" response as I honestly could not think of a reason she shouldn't.  A reason besides my fuddy duddy, "But it would make a GIANT MESS and the world would fall off it's axis!!!"  So, I said "OK" as long as it was just this once (I might add the reason she wanted to smear marker all over her precious visage was because she had learned at summer camp that the "Chinese did not have drama, they wore masks to convey their emotions."  Geesh, I learned how to make a pot holder at summer camp.)

So, here's the result, complete with Hank as roaring sidekick.  My Warrior Princess.    

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In other big news, and I mean BIG, Little Man is learning to sleep!  Oh, happy day!!  And he is so incredibly good to his Mommy.  His version of "crying it out" was ten minutes.  Yes . . . ten minutes, then "Oh well, nobody's coming, may as well fall asleep".  I adore him more and more each day.  I hit the moon every time he flashes his big smile at me.  He put on quite a show this evening for my oldest nephew.  I saw everything come full circle right in my sister's kitchen with the last little butter ball cousin smiling and laughing at the first one who is now pushing adulthood.  It was a brief, beautiful glimpse of the soul of the universe right next to the dinner dishes.    

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In other obvious news, I am completely aware that I have the most boring blog design ever not created.  As I peruse other's nifty addresses with all kinds of curb appeal and flair, I feel a bit deflated as I have no clue how to go about doing any of that stuff.  But, then I realized (or, decided to use as an excuse) that it's a reflection of my life at this moment . . . in skeletal form waiting to take shape.  I just have to do a little (a LOT) of research, soul searching, and litigating to see the form and design my life will take.  None of which is, by the way, being recorded here.  The soul searching and research, I mean.  It's too much, too soon, and too confusing.  And it is taking up the entire pie chart of my life.  The tiny sliver that can be projected onto this super highway seems awkward and at times a bit pitiful, but it's all I have to give right now.  A nice little diversion.

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Happy Birthday to my other nephew who I haven't even seen since he turned FOURTEEN last week because he's been off saving the world through mission trip and saving home plate through baseball.  I love him as much as a heart can hold.     

Comments

[Shannon]

I love, love, love the photo of Sophie. The photo is priceless & so is she :) I look forward to pool date soon with the kiddos!

[Christina]

You are such a great mom! I struggle with that knee-jerk reaction....and too often "no" wins out before I've taken the time to consider "why not."

You have such a way with words. Some parts make me nod in agreement, some parts touch me deep down, and some parts make me ache for you. I'm so sorry for all the pain in your life. I know we don't know each other that well, but if you ever need a sympathetic ear, I'd be happy to listen!

[melody is slurping life]

Oh, how I love your warrior. Fantastic capture.

[arizaphale]

Please tell me those are water based markers?? :-D I remember so clearly those times when I had to stop myself from saying 'no' because there was no real reason the activity should be 'wrong'. Except some left over Victorian idea of what well behaved children should be....