Yesterday, in the midst of me floundering around, trying to function like a "normal" human (whatever that means), Pic is having a great time. While I'm having a quiet, but scary, breakdown, she is soaking in the good times. How can I make sure she holds onto that? How do I attain that for myself?
Anyhow, we were settling down last night, Pic told me, "This was a great day! I got to see the fireworks, I got a pocsicle, I gotted to play. And, did you see me do the monkey bars? I did them all by myself!" (No, those weren't typos. I was transcribing Pic-speak.)
Looking at it through her eyes, it's all crayon scribbles and sparklies. We should bottle that up!
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
one up and one down
Posted by v at 20:00
Labels: bringing up baby, deep blue, happiness is..., in others' words, pic
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