NaBloPoMo, yes
30 11 2009And now I’m back from outerspace and much like I refuse to attend a parade without a 2 year old Astrid Meklit in tow, I now refuse to drive cross-country with a 3 year old Astrid Meklit in tow. She’s like another person, and not in a pleasant way. Believe it or not, when faced with such insufferable behavior, my behavior becomes insufferable as well. Anyone traveling on the route between DC and Cowtown today probably heard the wrath–no MOTY award for me after today’s performance, I assure you…
But–tomorrow begins a new month (rabbit, rabbit, rabbit) and a new season. NaBloPoMo is over, advent begins. The turkey goes back in the box, and the snowflakes will adorn the windows. Elliott helped me wrap the best 25 holiday books for Astrid and the basket of cheer will greet her in the morning (along with Trader Joe’s chocolate delight, because who doesn’t need a bit of sweet in the am?) and we can begin anew, with a mama who speaks softly, loves gently, and remembers the magic of three is riddled with big emotion and great passion.
Tomorrow, a little something sweet from mama as well.
nice to know you aren’t actually perfect.
just close to it.
Cars and airplanes are such tight quarters - amplified situations.
I said to my husband the other day that I was absolutely not getting on an airplane with our 2 year old unless he was drugged. So, we won’t be traveling anytime soon.
Here’s to December.