Here is a post of things that have warmed my heart, made me laugh lately.
The girls and I were riding to town in the truck yesterday listening to one of Nyah's nursery rhyme CDs (yes, we still listen to CDs). Nyah is very fond of nursery rhymes, as I have mentioned before, but when we came to "Bah, Bah, Black Sheep" she had some interesting lyrics that made me chuckle.
"Bah, bah, black sheep,
Have you any wool?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags, four.
One for the Mexico and one for the farm
(something I couldn't understand)
Bah, bah, black sheep,
Have you any more?
Yes sir, yes sir,
Three bags, four."
Relieved she hasn't forgotten about Mexico.
Lately she has skipped waiting for me to say, "I love you" and she just looks at me or hugs me and skips right to, "I love you too, Mommy". She reads my mind in a perfect way because I am always thinking how much I love her right when she says, "I love you too, Mommy".
Nyah had our sweet neighbor KerryAnn stay for dinner last night, Nyah's first dinner guest. There were bouncing off the walls with excitement, strategically planning the seating arrangement, etc. KerryAnn wanted to tell me about this cool movie she just watched, Meet The Fockers, but of course repeatedly referred to the movie as, Meet The Fuckers. It was hilarious. She had no clue what she was saying and thankfully Nyah didn't catch on and repeat her, rare because KerryAnn can do no wrong in Nyah's eyes, her ultimate older friend idol. It was difficult to hold the laughter in as this precious little girl repeatedly dropped the "F" bomb in our house.
On another note, I caught a tourist blatantly taking pictures of Elsa yesterday on the boardwalk, crouched with huge lensed camera National Geographic style. He was Danish and didn't know much English but the sheer joy on he and his wife's face watching the girls play made me realize they had no clue. They just used the ol' smile huge and nod method.
Things to do: devise plan how to politely tell tourist not to take pics of native children without parent's permission. Hmmm.