we're working on our numbers today since daddy's at school working on histology and cell biology. personally i am of the mindset that saturdays are not for learning, but what can you do?
we had such a fun dinner at the allreds' last night. when i'm at their house i forget i'm not in the US. sometimes i need that. we're counting down the days (seven!) until nana and papa go caribbean. i'm going to wine them and dine them and they'll never want to leave.
can i talk about pearl for a second? sometimes i stare at her and can't believe she's my daughter. not in a mushy way. more like, she's just so dramatic/cuckoo/wonderful that i don't know how she came from me. i can't describe her. but she gets everything she wants and runs the house, even though she drives us all crazy and never ever ever obeys. never ever. but just look at that piggy tail. of course she gets what she wants. i find myself grasping at any last vestiges of babyhood in her. and i fully nurture her propensity to act like a kitty. when she is really really upset with me she screams, "YOU SLY DOG!!!" (we watch a lot of charlie brown in this house.) no way am i ever going to tell her that it's not a mean thing to say. it helps me to smile in those moments when she's got my blood boiling.
i bought pearl's yellow dress on the beach the other day. the woman gave it to me for a discount since i'm "a local." sometimes it hits me smack between the eyes that i live in another country.