Mabel: ‘Brrring! Brrrring! Hello, Mama?’
I answer my Banana phone.
Alice: ‘Hello, Mama speaking. Hi, Mae! What are you doing?’
Mabel: ‘Shopping and crying! And I am making my toy dog into an aeroplane – he’s a robot! I gotta go! I love you so much! Bye! Beep, beep, beep!’
Shopping and crying? We’ve all been there, sister. (Even though we’ve been home all morning…)
It is 6am.
Mabel: ‘Spaceship! Spaceship? You’re my Spaceship! I want sparkles on my foot nails! You need to close that drawer, Spaceship. Look! Otto’s a circle! His tail is a line! Spaceship? Spaceship? What are you doing? Do you like balls? WAKE UP SPACESHIP!’
Mabel: ‘I did a fart! A two part fart!’
Theo: ‘I fell down last night and hurt my knee on the footpath. I can still go on the trampoline though.’
Mabel: ‘I’ve got a knee! I keep it in my pants!’
Theo: ‘That’s good.’
It’s all in the details.
Mabel: ‘You’ve got stars on your eyes, Mama!’
Alice: ‘Thank you, darling. Is it a good look for me?’
Mabel: ‘Yes! I want stars too!’
And we wore them for the rest of the day.
(Photo by Theo; so it warrants inclusion, even though I am looking crazy-eyed and thin-lipped. Which is often the face of those in my profession.)
Mabel: ‘MAMA! READ THIS TO ME!’
(It’s the Power Bill.)
Little lady feet in the kitchen sink.
Jr. Vice President of Hope & Hustle making some changes to the game plan at our latest board meeting.
After it rains, we always check the garden for Fairies.
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