Today like Saturdays before and Saturdays to come my day was filled with a one and a half year old clinger and a two year old runner. TJ bless is precious heart is a clinger, which is sweet endearing and kind of adorable. Kay the little terror has only two speeds; fast and light-speed. No one can help but lover her though. I ask you what is more adorable than a curly haired pixie with a pension for trouble?
In an attempt to try and get them both to go down for their naps at the same time so I wouldn't have to try and keep one from waking the other, we went for a drive. The up side of living in a small town in a relatively rural area is that after two stop signs and one stop light there is nothing but paved backwoods roads for miles. TJ conked out before I even hit the city limits, which are about five hundred yards down the street from my house. Kay however had energy and just wouldn't fall asleep. She does this totally adorable thing were she puts her blanket over her head and tells little stories to herself, or holds conversations with herself, you know I'm not exactly sure what she's saying under the blanket, but its cute none the less.
My car, the sweet little thirty year old two door hatch back that it is has character. Which is my way of saying the radio and the heater don't work at the same time, air off radio can play, but when its barely pushing thirty degrees Fahrenheit, that means there is no music in the car. I sing a lot, not all that well, but it doesn't seem to stop me. I started singing in an effort to sooth the kid that just wouldn't take her nap as well as relax the driver who was tense with the effort of watching for black ice and looking in my rear view mirror to see if Kay was still awake. It really was gibberish, the lullaby like thing I sung, most every verse started with hush, close your eyes or go to sleep. Whatever it was, the old Weyerhaeuser roads or the garbled lullaby I was making up she fell asleep and stayed asleep, even after I moved her inside.
That is how I found inspiration. Not inspiration to never have children or to invest in a better car but the inspiration for a baby gift for my best friends soon to be born baby or for my brothers soon to be born son. A children's book with hand painted watercolors and a far more refined version of my plea for Kay to take her nap.
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