Two Quick Stories

Miss K decided that we needed to make paper airplanes today. The only problem with that is that I don't really know how to fold one. I used to. I guess that brain cell got replaced with something else vitally important like lyrics to a Queen song or something. She was very frustrated that they weren't flying properly and I told her that I just make terrible airplanes.

A little later, she came up to me and patted my knee. "Mommy, you said your airplanes were terrible. I think they're the best airplanes ever." I melted.

Then at bedtime, we'd played hard and had a bath, brushed teeth etc. and were winding down with a story. Instead of Junior being scared, I accidently said he was "squared". I started laughing and said "I felt round - or maybe oval-ish". She said "I feel sort of.. rectangle-ish" and let loose a belly-laugh that would melt stone.

She's the coolest kid, I swear.