opposite of boisterous

Happy random Tuesday.



So, she's really into tattoos lately.  She come up to me a couple times a week and asks if I can paint a tattoo on her, but this time, I was busy and said, "Sure, but after I finish what I'm doing.  Why don't you make one for me while you're waiting."  So, I ended up with an amazing flower garden with huge awesome roots,  I finished what I was doing and it's her turn.  "What do you want today love?" ... "A flower garden just like yours." ...  So I get on it.  I think they turned out pretty sweet : O)  Yes, there is a big stupid box over where she wrote her name, but  she's friendly enough without strangers knowing her name.  I love my girl.  She makes a pretty spectacular sidekick. 

 

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favorite pin this week

Why Being a Nerd is Awesome

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Then there's this ~

 freewillastrology~

Ha!  I laughed for awhile.  Done and done.  

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At a game night with a bunch of buddies recently, we are playing Taboo and it's Owen's turn.  He begins, "........the opposite of boisterous", to which my incredible 4 year old kiddo barges in before any of the adults and shouts - SHY!  I was not alone in my shock and awe, but it just makes it that much easier to ignore people that look and smirk when I explain words like sarcasm and tremendously to my sweet inquisitive girl.

Then it's not so humorous when she then turns around and uses it correctly in an amazing sentence like, "I love you tremendously."  Well, maybe to me.  I think I filled up the store with laughter with that one. 
I'm so thankful she shares my passion for words and songs and books filled with them.

For example, this is what I wake up to just about every day~

You may not be able to tell, but that is a badass pop book of Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, except with the original text not some watered down version. 

Here's to making the conscious choice to always have real conversations with our kids.  They can handle the information if we just give it to them. 

For example, the other day I was laying on the floor at work (not the wear all black one, the works with kids one) and my sweet hearted girl comes up and says

I need to snuggle mamma.
~Perfect, I say, because I could use some good snuggles right now.
Why? (My four year old just asked me why...here are the options, be honest - or - talk to my very observant child like she hasn't eyes in her head or a huge feeling heart and blow it off.  Well self, when you put it that way who wouldn't just talk to their kids?)
~Well, because I have to do something difficult and it makes me sad.
Oh mom.  I'll help you.  When you have something hard to do I'll always always help you.
~Baby, you always always do. 

Sure, in letting my kiddo know that I'm sad about something she is exposed to something less than pleasant but that's life and in my opinion it's better that she have safe realistic exposure to the whole scope of emotions than to be sheltered or coddled and left unable to process them.  Love and honesty and strength and words and music may be some of the few things I can share with her but there isn't a whole lot more that's essential to life from my point of view. 

I love my girl, tremendously. 

 " Happiness don't drag it's feet, and time moves faster than you think."   Somehow both appropriate and irrelevant but a beautiful song for somebody somewhere  : ) 

This one just made me laugh.  Thankfully I find equal discomfort in both being depressed and slouching so I never tend to do either for long once I realize that it's happening ~

"This is my 'depressed stance.' When you're depressed, it makes a lot of difference how you stand.  The worst thing you can do is straighten up and hold your head high because then you'll start to feel better.  If you're going to get any joy out of being depressed, you've got to stand like this." ~ Charles Schulz


Here we go.  Half the time I'm vibrating (albeit invisibly to some) with excitement for one thing or another ~

"Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place.  But there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around." ~ E.L. Konigsburg

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That ended up being somewhat of a ramble but whatevs.  To put it simply, my little kiddo is fucking awesome and I'm so thrilled to know her. 




myfm. Hayley Williams is amazing. 

Affirmation of my commitment to not shop for the next year...

I just made the mistake of attempting to shop at the mall before work.  Usually I walk in the door and take the first left into work and am completely oblivious of the rest of the scary establishment.   However, my kiddo needs socks.  Those I can/will not make.  At least not right now. 

I'm not usually very motivated to shop anytime ever, but I went ahead and walked past the safety zone of my work into the closest department store.  Half a mile and an escalator later, I have made my way through the literal ocean of stuff to the (of course) farthest corner of the store where they hide the kids area. 

Here's the thing ~  I don't understand how I can walk through fifty feet of pointless costume jewelry and another hundred of countless perfumes to get to a 3 foot section with about a dozen pairs of socks of the same size (too big even for her) and color (white). 

My brain hurts.  I walked back out, sat under the closest thing to a real sky I could find and spent the half hour I had left before work lost in my latest book.  Thank goodness for Audrey Niffenegger. 

As for my girl, thankfully she shares my affinity for a complete absence of footwear.  That gives me a few months to work up the nerve to attempt sock shopping again......ugh.

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myfm is broken or something...
So this song has been stalking me for two days now. Every. Single. Time I turn on the radio - alarm comes on - this song comes on. Turn on the radio in the car it comes on - change stations - it comes on there too.  I was in and out of my car six times today and I heard it eleven times.  Doesn't stop there though.  Internet radio, at work, at the store, in a car passing by??  Seriously?  Honestly JT, it's an incredibly lovely song that is quite moving, it really is, I just don't know why you feel the need to engrain your sweet irrelevant words into my brain today.