There are days I wonder what we are in for during the teenage years. Every day is a new adventure and every day she finds ways to make us laugh inspite of wanting to pull my hair out in frustration. Take this incident just the other day. We were in the kitchen at the table and she was on the other side of the kitchen (where we couldn't see her). I heard what sounded like her sliding her feet across the floor dragging a coloring book. I asked what she was doing.
"Skating."
"I don't want you to use your books like that."
"It's not a book."
"If it has the word "book" in the name, then it is a book."
A pause and then she said,
"It's a coloring.....(pause)it's a coloring thing."
I am in a constant state of awe at the things she comes up with.
The boy is cruising furniture and showing off his 6 teeth. And every once and again he even sleeps through the night. Is he not the cutest thing ever? And, yes, he is that happy all the time.
