Thursday, December 9, 2010
walking and whining
one great thing about winter in kansas is that we have a good sporting chance of a decent day here and there. yesterday we got one, so i took a whirl around downtown with the four year old while big sis was in art class. but the whining. the gritching. the moaning pile of child on the sidewalk. too COLD. too FAR. too MUCH. too TIRED. there she is, collapsed next to señor godzilla. she, griping because she has to move her very own self down the street. he, probably because he can't. (and i think he's still missing a hand.) we broke the spell by riding the elevator up and down at weavers for a half hour. still, mademoiselle grouchette earned an early exit to bed last night and i got a good head start on a new doodle painting. i hear stirring upstairs - let's hope mr. sun is shining more brightly on her today. i think i'll brew a pot of coffee before i find out.