Since returning from a recuperative three-day trip to the Jive Software mothership in Portland, OR yesterday, life has been all about my daughter (except for when I snuck peeks at my laptop when she wanted to play by herself). About 10 minutes after walking in the front door last night, I found myself making high-heeled paper shoes for the stuffed unicorn I brought home for her.
She’s been sort of sick all week, driving my saintly hubs slowly insane, so he got a pass to be completely absent today – he was in college football heaven in his basement man cave. Thank googly Iowa won.
Today was a windy, barely chilly, gorgeous Minnesota fall day. Lots of leaves were kicked and thrown while my girl and I walked, played, ate, and shopped all over our wonderful neighborhood for about five hours. While she ran around playing pirate at the neighborhood baseball diamond, I was busy changing the giant penis somebody had carved out of the hard-packed sand into a pretty flower vase. I think you can see it from space.
But, I think the best part of today was during our morning tea party, when my girl said, “Mommy, I love being with you.”
Yep. It was a great day.