Saturday, April 9, 2011
is this day over
Can you hear me?
I am talking.
I can hear my own voice but I am pretty sure my daughter cannot hear me.
At least I hope she can't because otherwise she is ignoring me. Again. And again. All day long.
Words cannot begin to describe how much I love this girl, but she is not an easy one.
She is strong willed like you would not believe. She is hard headed, has a mind of her own, and she is a force to be reckoned with.
Someday she will be a strong woman that I will be endlessly impressed with. She will know what she wants and stop and nothing to get it. She will be a force to be reckoned with.
It is going to be a long road to get there.
Today she told me that the Easter Bunny is not real.
What, really already.
I asked her where she her that and she responded, "Myself, I just know."
Can you blame her. A mystical bunny that leaves baskets and eggs. I can get behind Santa Clause but the Easter Bunny is a tough sell.
Is it bedtime yet?
Time hide on the couch with a glass of wine, my computer and the remote.
This has been a day,
Posted by Elena (Running in Heels After Child)