passionate

Mary’s newest word is “Hug.” This is accompanied by the sweetest embraces and slightly moist, delicate kisses. She is not frugal in the delivery of her affection, and I am frequently made to sigh, “Oh, I love this age.”

But then I will have the audacity to peel a banana, or to remove the stem from a strawberry – my only excuse, forgive me, is that she is incapable of peeling them herself and that she preferred me to take the green part off just yesterday – and her inconsolable fits of writhing and crying on the floor remind me how much “I hate this age.”

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3 thoughts on “passionate

  1. These toddlers are psychotic, aren't they? Penelope turns on a dime, one moment laughing, the next screeching, and then again giggling while she wipes the tears out of her eyes. Crazy.

  2. im right there with ya!
    r

  3. LOL! Love this post!!

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