curly locks, curly locks....

i bet you can guess how happy i am to have this little curly headed girl back home this past week....

she seems oblivious to the fact that i am in any kind of pain which has been great because i have no choice but to be oblivious either. these kind of smiles have a way of making me oblivious to anything around me....

we were reading in her mother goose book this week together and there was a poem titled 'curly locks' and it went something like this...

curly locks, curly locks

wilt thou be mine?

then it said something else about not doing the dishes and not having to feed the swine {can i add real quick that it's sad when you think about H1N1 when reading mother goose. anyway} but i focused on the first two lines and asked my curly locks if she would be mine.

said she maybe later. she's kinda digging her daddy right now.

they're big friends ya know.

and when she doesn't get the right answer from her 'friend' daddy...then she turns to be mine.

shame. shame. shame on me. it's just too hard to hold a grudge :)

hope you are enjoying the weather break. we've been outside 'ploring' {exploring} lots this week and it sure has been nice. maybe it will continue. nevertheless, be back soon...