Kylie May Hangs out with Her Day Day 288

With any big birthday (or small one too, for that matter) one day of celebration is never enough.  Problem: Nat has only had one day of birthday celebration. Remedy: Hit the town (it's not the Big Apple, but it's all we have) for a nail/shopping/lunch date with mom.  Nat and her mom did just that. Meanwhile....back on the farm....books were flying off shelves, Tupperware practically unloaded itself from the cupboard, the pots and pans symphony played encore after encore, food landed everywhere but the mouth, and toys seemed to squeeze through every unsealed crevice in the house (and land in the middle of the floor, of course).  What happened? Did the Mayan 12/21/12 End of the World only happen at 444 S. Eureka? Nah. It was just me and Kylie home alone. Wait. Is that the same thing as the end of the world? sometimes it makes you wonder. :-)

The house will get put back together, the dishes will get clean, the crumbs will get vaccumed, and the spills will fade. What wont disappear though is the fun memories that I get to have of my days spent with the little active, talkative, playful, dramatic daughter of ours.  Sure. It was a lot of work, and I am exhausted, but I'm also sure that I'm just paying forward a tiny amount of time and energy that was spent on me at that age. Besides. I also get to put it on her tab of "reasons Kylie has to take care of me when I'm old and senile".

 More to come soon,

Craig

From today? Oh No! This was yesterday's miracle nap. Somehow we were able to lay her down in the stroller and she stayed asleep.  Pictures like this make parenting seem so easy. :-)