Esther-Faith is having a hard time settling down. She was promised snuggle time with mommy. Mommy isn't quite ready to snuggle. Esther-Faith is waiting ever-so-patiently.
She is sitting on my bed reaching, touching, and playing with everything on the shelf next to her. Cords. Gum. A coin jar. A bottle of vitamin C. Christmas present receipts. Flashlights. Books. A giant tub of vasoline. And she has checked all of the dog's teeth for tarter.
She has emptied Tim's wallet. Bumped her head. Read the Hip Hop Abs insert. Educated Tim about the food pyramid. And explained that real fast food is food that makes you go fast.
She is singing songs. Annoying the dog. Emptying the band aid box. Reading Cooks Illustrated. Asking no fewer than 4,378 questions. And generally causing a not-quite-ready-to-settle-in ruckus. I've had to explain sergeant stripes, tampons, reasons Daddy showers, and mismatched socks.
I turned my back for a hot second to plug in my phone...
Tim: "Esther-Faith, give it back. You, tweezers, and the dog do not make a good combination."
Snuggle time, folks.
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