I love having a day to celebrate the fact that I chase around a preschooler, live through tantrums and get exhausted just thinking about entering the "no" phase. Which we entered last week. It's been fun.
Zoe, please put your toys back in the toy box. NO!
Zoe, you're doing the potty polka, let's try and go potty. NO!
Zoe, do you just love having me as your mommy? NO!
Zoe, do you think your mom is weird? YES!
She's full of all kinds of love...and honesty.
After a hectic weekend, which I'll tell you about tomorrow, and church in the morning, I was pretty much ready to lay on the couch, pretend I never had children and drift off into a dream land where a maid, a masseuse and a pastry chef were all ready to do whatever I needed at a moment's notice. Also that I have the metabolism of a teenager. If I'm dreaming, may as well dream big.
Then Zoe climbs up on me and in her sweetest voice says, "mommy can we play?" Even though I'm apparently weird and she doesn't like having me for a mom, I gave in. Seriously, I can't say no. Maybe this no phase will be a learning time for me.
After some play time which translates into freeze tag, Wii yoga, gardening, weeding and reliving the Marmot March from a couple weeks ago, she let me get some pictures from my day.
I'm glad to see my weirdness has rubbed off on her. I would hate for her to be a mom someday and not experience the joy of hearing her own daughter say, "mom you're weird." It just gives makes a mom's heart grow with love.
So does this:
Nothing like being weird and giving unwanted kisses.
Thank you Zoe for helping me keep my head level, my self-esteem in check and my heart full of love. My life wouldn't be the same without you.
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