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Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Bubbly, energetic three year old vs. dull, tired 46 year old

She won. Little miss no nap came to visit. She is always a delight. I do not believe that I have ever been a 'delight' in my life, even with a nap.

She came early. I was still watching my very large granddog, my recently emasculated granddog and also dealing with MY elderly dog who never is exactly sure what is going on, and my cat who can hiss non stop for 15 minutes straight when the granddogs visit.

Mixing three dogs and a three year old is never a good idea, so I did my darnedest to keep them separate. It worked okay, except for the recently emasculated dog, who had no trouble scaling the gate...again, and again, and again. My legs go weak just thinking about that.

I tried to put little miss no nap down for a nap. It worked pretty well, although she did not sleep. She did lay there. We ate a banana, sang, read poetry and covered up the dollies. Then, she discovered Daughter's Marushka dolls and that entertained her for a good hour. She named the teeny tiny one after herself, and the rest for her aunts, mommy and grandma. Then she discovered the Boggle game on the shelf, and quiet time was over.

While I picked up the room, she headed for our bedroom. She threw her entire body weight against the closed door. For once, my having lots of body weight worked in my favor. I asked why she wouldn't let me in. She replied, "I am doing my hair!" When I got in, she had a scissors tangled in her hair. No damage was done. I have no idea where she found a scissors, but I'm thankful it was the blunt nosed kid kind that doesn't cut anything. She still has all of her gorgeous long blonde hair.

The Husband God Gave Me came home from work, and she was delighted to have some time with just him. She knows him well. Whenever she visits, he gets us pizza and buys her ice cream at the wonderful ice cream shop across the street. They swang together on the porch swing. Her sporty little pink dress went home covered in chocolate ice cream.

By the time her mommy came to pick her up, she was scrubbed clean and happily watching a Veggie Tales video while coloring in the Bob the Builder coloring book and eating root beer out of a tiny tin cup with a tiny spoon.

Yes, she won.

She won our hearts.

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