Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Your Wish is My Command...


While knee-deep in some really late spring cleaning projects this weekend, Emma said, "Mom, before I was born, before I was in your belly, before you got me from the hospital, I made a wish. I wished for a silly mommy and a really smart daddy."

Awwww, right? This is a moment when self-talk is helpful for me. I'm telling myself, "control your reaction. Save the lecture on how mommies, including this one, are also smart. No, it's ok. Silly is good. Just listen." She continued:

"And, you know what? I made a second wish, that we would have a really clean backroom aalllll the time."

"Ok, Em, your wish is my command."

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