bianca-bear
*sigh* the last post made me miss bianca. hence, i'm adding an excerpt from an email i sent to a friend last november:
so, did you have a good thanksgiving? i had a great thanksgiving!!!(thank you for asking). i spent the entire time taking care of Bianca, who is now three, and she is the cutest. She is so cute, that I now want a three year old. three is the best year. i am heartbroken that she will be four next year, and won't be nearly as cute. i tell her all the time that she is growing up much too fast. and i love that she loves me so much. i always thought it was because i talk to her like an adult, but she told why when we were playing "school"--which entails running around the house doing all the things she would normally do at school: lunch time, the playground, nap time, etc.--she said to me, as we were sitting on the kitchen floor "on the way to school"--she said to me, matter-of-factly: "You're like a kid." it was the best complement of my life.
she also told me that she loves my hair, and that next time she goes to the salon she wants to "cut her hair long, too." And she informed me, optimistically, that I, too, "could be a cheerleader when i grow little." Where does she come up with this stuff? you can't make the adorable-ness up. they just spew from the mouths of three-year olds. By four, they start to have an awareness of the way the world actually works, and that you can't cut hair long or grow little... and then, the novel ideas fade as they begin to conform their minds to the rigidity of logic, reason, and reality. it's tragic. *sigh*
did i mention that she loves all things purple? and that she believes that she has an Ate Tin Tin AND an Ate Kristine. One person (Ate Tin Tin) lives at the airport, because that's where Bianca goes to get her for thanksgiving. And the other person (Ate Kristine) lives in New York City with the penguins in Central Park. One day, she will realize that my doppelganger, whichever one she is, doesn't really exist. That'll also be tragic... I like the world better with two of me around.
so, did you have a good thanksgiving? i had a great thanksgiving!!!(thank you for asking). i spent the entire time taking care of Bianca, who is now three, and she is the cutest. She is so cute, that I now want a three year old. three is the best year. i am heartbroken that she will be four next year, and won't be nearly as cute. i tell her all the time that she is growing up much too fast. and i love that she loves me so much. i always thought it was because i talk to her like an adult, but she told why when we were playing "school"--which entails running around the house doing all the things she would normally do at school: lunch time, the playground, nap time, etc.--she said to me, as we were sitting on the kitchen floor "on the way to school"--she said to me, matter-of-factly: "You're like a kid." it was the best complement of my life.
she also told me that she loves my hair, and that next time she goes to the salon she wants to "cut her hair long, too." And she informed me, optimistically, that I, too, "could be a cheerleader when i grow little." Where does she come up with this stuff? you can't make the adorable-ness up. they just spew from the mouths of three-year olds. By four, they start to have an awareness of the way the world actually works, and that you can't cut hair long or grow little... and then, the novel ideas fade as they begin to conform their minds to the rigidity of logic, reason, and reality. it's tragic. *sigh*
did i mention that she loves all things purple? and that she believes that she has an Ate Tin Tin AND an Ate Kristine. One person (Ate Tin Tin) lives at the airport, because that's where Bianca goes to get her for thanksgiving. And the other person (Ate Kristine) lives in New York City with the penguins in Central Park. One day, she will realize that my doppelganger, whichever one she is, doesn't really exist. That'll also be tragic... I like the world better with two of me around.
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