All day, the child talked. She had a good day: her favorite Sunday breakfast, play time with her grandparents, a craft project, a birthday party, and her favorite Sunday dinner.
And through it all, she talked. She doesn't often stop.
August 30, 2009
Portrait of the conversationalist with her slightly-unsure-of-the-narrative-direction Grandpa
She and I were both quite tired as we approached her bedtime routine but as she settled in, then stood one more time upon her bed to admire the product of her day's artwork, and settled in once more, I asked her: "So, with everything we did today, did you have a good day?"
Mama, she said without a moment's pause, it was fabulous.
And from a kid who can pull off that hat with those unders and declare it a fit (and complete) ensemble, 'fabulous' is high praise indeed.