Contrast in life is good, it makes you appreciate what is really special and I think it’s so much better than plain old monotony. Yesterday was an awesome day, I couldn’t have been happier with my little buddy tripping around the op shops with me, loving it like I do. Everything felt simple and happy and I was in the frame of mind to stop and enjoy the small beauties of life.
Today on the other hand, was different. Same beautiful weather, same little buddy, just a different frame of mind. Patience has never been a strong point of mine, but I’ve generally been pretty awesome with my little girl. Mostly I am great, sometimes I am terrible. If anything is going to test my patience, it’s Ivy deciding to ride her bike to the shop, how silly does that sound? She gets tired and needs a break before we even get past the next door neighbours’, she even needed a break today as her arms were tired. Yes, her arms. It always ends up with me bent down pushing the bike along as she walks and I come home with sore feet from being run over so many times.
At one point of the shemozzle she was pushing the bike along and it ran into the gutter. We’re so proud of the fact that our nearly 3 year old, who has been talking like a parrot from such a young age, has never said a single swear word, even though pre-baby I was a terrible swearer. She does exclaim, “Dod almighty” quite often, but nothing worse yet. Today she still didn’t swear, but sighed (so very annoyed), “Freaking HECK this is ridiculous!”. Freaking heck. Do I really say that? Apparently I do.