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O To Be Three…

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(It takes a lot of concentration to write your name upside down and backwards)

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Emma wasn’t feeling well this morning when she woke up, so about two hours later I convinced her to  get back in bed for awhile and rest. I propped her up with pillows and her giant elephant Lily, covered her with lots of blankets, filled her bed with some of her "friends", gave her paper, one of my "good" pens, and some books to read. We even put on a little music.
Emma is all about atmosphere, so of course she ate this experience up. She’s the kind of girl who, when she watches a special movie, wants all the lights out, lots of pillows piled up on the sofa and every blanket in sight draped over her. Or, if its time for some tea, she wants it in a proper cup, with her own little spoon for stirring in sugar, and the small creamer pitcher from her tea set so that she can add the milk all by herself. Most of these occasions are met with squeals and shivers of delight. But I must confess that she gets a lot of this from me….we both love a mini-party at home, whether its a cup of tea, a good movie, sitting down with an art project (knitting, for me), a snuggle in bed, turning out all the lights in the house in order to admire the Christmas tree’s twinkle….we are definitely a bunch of squealers in our own right. We’re doing our best to pass this on to Mary as well, who can cover her mouth, squeal, and crumple to the ground at the mention of climbing in the chair together to read a book, or the sight of me pulling the wrapper of a candy cane in order to give her a few licks.
Anyway, as I walked out of the room this morning leaving Emma in her nest of pleasure, I thought, "man, what I wouldn’t give to be three."  For someone to say, "here, Molly, come climb in bed again. Here are your books, your journal, some knitting…I’ll put on some music for you. Just relax and come join us again when you’re more rested and ready."
Really, I do get my moments each day: a break for a cup of tea, or both girls napping and a chance to write and catch up with blogging friends, a husband who keeps the girls busy so I can make dinner without tripping over toddlers….so when all is said and done, I can’t complain too much.

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(It takes a lot of concentration to write your name upside down and backwards)

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Emma wasn’t feeling well this morning when she woke up, so about two hours later I convinced her to  get back in bed for awhile and rest. I propped her up with pillows and her giant elephant Lily, covered her with lots of blankets, filled her bed with some of her "friends", gave her paper, one of my "good" pens, and some books to read. We even put on a little music.
Emma is all about atmosphere, so of course she ate this experience up. She’s the kind of girl who, when she watches a special movie, wants all the lights out, lots of pillows piled up on the sofa and every blanket in sight draped over her. Or, if its time for some tea, she wants it in a proper cup, with her own little spoon for stirring in sugar, and the small creamer pitcher from her tea set so that she can add the milk all by herself. Most of these occasions are met with squeals and shivers of delight. But I must confess that she gets a lot of this from me….we both love a mini-party at home, whether its a cup of tea, a good movie, sitting down with an art project (knitting, for me), a snuggle in bed, turning out all the lights in the house in order to admire the Christmas tree’s twinkle….we are definitely a bunch of squealers in our own right. We’re doing our best to pass this on to Mary as well, who can cover her mouth, squeal, and crumple to the ground at the mention of climbing in the chair together to read a book, or the sight of me pulling the wrapper of a candy cane in order to give her a few licks.
Anyway, as I walked out of the room this morning leaving Emma in her nest of pleasure, I thought, "man, what I wouldn’t give to be three."  For someone to say, "here, Molly, come climb in bed again. Here are your books, your journal, some knitting…I’ll put on some music for you. Just relax and come join us again when you’re more rested and ready."
Really, I do get my moments each day: a break for a cup of tea, or both girls napping and a chance to write and catch up with blogging friends, a husband who keeps the girls busy so I can make dinner without tripping over toddlers….so when all is said and done, I can’t complain too much.

7 comments on “O To Be Three…”

  1. no…you’re not complainingbut honestly and truly,who wouldn’t want that sametreatment every once in a while and to feel thepermissionto accept such treatment?

    i wanna do it right now!heehee

  2. oh, I know… I think about that a lot… the very idea of being tucked in with all my favorite things, being completely taken care of… yes, it does make me miss my childhood so much. and so now I guess it’s our turn… (which is what I think of each time I do these sorts of things for ava and ezra)… that I am hopefully giving back some of that love my mom heaped so generously onto me. and you’re right- there are breaks in the day. just a little different now than they used to be 🙂

  3. oh…what a beautiful post. We sure could all use a little treatment like that once in a while, and not feel guilty about it…the world would be a much better place.

  4. I think your girls are very lucky you can share those small but very special moments with them. They will probably some day we sharing those very same moments with there girls and telling stories about you & them.Did those pictures of the doll pattern I sent you, did they turn out & could you see it enough to read it?Andrea- I agree, now it’s our turn.

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