Monday, July 25, 2011

a wee morning pick me up

I was having one of those mornings.  The kind where my self-esteem is in the shitter.  Nothing looks right.  All of my clothes are drab.  Uninspired.  And I am drab and uninspired in them.  I gave up, threw on some jeans and a bright yellow tank and wandered back to the bathroom where my smalls were puddling around contentedly in the bathtub. 

And this is when my Girlio, (who at the age of two is already showing signs of catching her mama's penchant for overabundant empathy) looked up at me and said: 

"Oh Mama!  You look PANTASTIC!"

Bless her little toddler heart. 

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