in my pregnant belly.
in my pregnant belly.
Mommy: It’s time to go night-night.
Mommy: What would you rather do?
Audrey: Stay waked up.
Audrey’s thoughts from her first trip to Asheville, NC
“I lub those pretty mountains.”
“I have a blow up nose.”
in response to her first hot chocolate- “There’s cookies in it!”
“I’m gonna lax.” (relax)
Audrey opened a pad. She said to me, what’s this called? I answered, it’s a pad. She asked, what you do with it? So I answered, well it’s kind of like a diaper for ladies. Collects spills. She said, put it in your big girl panties?! Yep, yes you do.
(There you go, sure glad that talk’s out of the way.)
Walked right in your classroom. Concerned about a little boy that was crying. Looking all around. We had to remind you to give us bye-kisses. Excited and a big hug for Mommy at pick-up. Pitiful in the car. Wanted your Daddy. Not much to say. Finally, with lots of questioning and after a nap, you did tell us about your day. That you sang The Wheels on The Bus, ate cheese and crackers and drank apple juice from a “big yellow bottle,” that someone had an owl book bag, that you didn’t have circle time or “didn’t do anything,” that you read a Barney book, that you didn’t hurry up, that it was too rainy for the playground, and that you liked it and wanted to go back.
(Not so bad for the first day.)
Audrey: What are you doing?
Mommy: Fussing at Lucy.
Audrey: Oh. I’m just gonna fuss at these leaves. No leaves, no. Don’t bother me.
(recent conversation on a stroll with Lucy)
Mommy: 1, 2, buckle my shoe. 3, 4, shut the…
Mommy: 5, 6, pick up…
Mommy: 7, 8, don’t be…
Mommy: 9, 10, a big fat…
Sometimes you don’t remember something and then out of nowhere a memory comes back. It happens a lot with Audrey. I get to watch her childhood unfold and sort of relive my own in a sense. Seeing my little girl, legs sticking out from under the full racks, laughing as she instinctively discovers the fun to be had hiding amongst the clothes. That boring store your parents dragged you to becoming a far away land full of hid-aways and mystery.
And just like that, there they are, the memories of my own, flooding right back with vivid detail. Childhood and all its unbridled happiness. It’s a full circle. It’s the best thing I’ve ever known.
Daddy: Audrey you got me in trouble.
Audrey: I got me in trouble too.