Too tired for the full story, but a good, hard cry (minus the kicking and screaming, I'm happy to say) dulled my sharp edges a bit. It had been coming for a while, but when the tear flood finally swept in, I felt tons better. I have much to reflect on here, but for now I'm going to sleep. Matthew is a bit better tonight, much to my relief.
My smile? This conversation:
Levi: "There was a girl at school today who was my friend. She loveded me."
Me: "Oh yeah? How do you know she loved you?"
Levi: "Because she TOLD me it. She said she loveded me! And she played Ninja Turtles with me, except she was a Ninja Turtle Barbie."
OH yeah, girlfriend! Every Ninja Turtle needs a little Barbie.
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3 comments:
Hmm. My Barbies always seemed to prefer GI Joes.
Indeed they do. And every good girl needs to be prepared to Ninja-Turtle-up her inner Barbie.
Glad you're feeling better, friend.
Glad you're all feeling better.
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