Thursday, November 26

On this day of thanks

I pause to appreciate the deep, philosophical conversations of Mother to Child:

Mom (aka Me): Are you going to be a doctor when you grow up?

Carly: Yes, and I'm going to be Indiana Jones. Girl Indiana Jones, but without the hat.

Mom: But you look cute in hats.

Carly: Ya, I almost like my pink cowgirl hat. I think I'm going to wear it for Christm -- Halloween next time.

Yes, these are the moments that make me delve down into my soul and examine the meaning behind all things. Like, why does your kid wipe his nose on your clean shirt (disguised as a hug). And just how many times can she spin in that circle before she either pukes or breaks something.

Deep - really, really deep.