It is quiet in the Den. The older two girls are seeing a movie with Grandma and Daddy; Captain Adventure is snug in his crib napping. Boo Bug and I have just eaten lunch, she's picked a movie and I'm settling in to do some not-work on the computer while eating a bag of M&Ms.
Suddenly, she's at my elbow. She wants a different movie. She wants colors. And paper. And scissors and a glue stick. And glitter. And an apron, and string.
"Oh, and mommy?" she strikes a casual pose, doodling with a finger on the tabletop, eyeing the scattered remnants of my M&Ms.
"Yes?" I ask, rummaging in the closet looking for paper and glue stick and what was that other thing...?
"Could you hook me up with some M&Ms?"
Could I hook my four year old up with some M&Ms?!
Oh, my stars and garters...
Transit of Mercury
2 days ago