I’m having people over tonight for New Year’s, and I set the alarm an hour early so I could get some cooking done before I went to work.
I finally dragged myself out of bed a half hour after the alarm went off, and went to the kitchen to begin making a lemon pound cake.
In the quiet pre-dawn, I heard my 10 year old daughter’s alarm clock go off. “Silly girl,” I thought, “She forgot to turn off her alarm for the holiday break.”
The alarm shuts off, and a few minutes later, hair touseled, wrapped snugly in her Christmas purple robe with her Christmas purple slippers on her feet, my daughter comes into the kitchen.
“Morning, Mommy,” she says, “I’m going to help you bake the cake.”
She must have heard me grousing about having to get up early to finish baking, and set the alarm.
She got to lick the bowl andthe beaters and the spatula.
Kids…sometimes you want to tear your hair out…and other times, you just end up as a puddle on the floor.
The happiest part of my day is seeing Aaron smile at me with his big, toothless grin when I go into his room in the morning to feed him. Doesn’t matter if it’s 8 am or 4 am, he’s always got a big 'ol grin for his mommy.
Well, my baby is 16, but I must share this story with you. As I stated, she is 16, acts like a 16 year old, but still manages to maintain that childlike innocence. Last week I was watching the little stream that runs thru the yard when it rains, and saw a little light dancing just at the water’s edge. I looked up and saw that it was a reflection from a neighbor’s porch light. I called my daughter to come see, and told her it was a group of fairies, sitting at the water’s edge, just under some branches.
She completely believed me.
We watched the “fairies” for a few more minutes before she went back to her previously scheduled activities.
