It's now 5 days after Christmas & I'm finally feeling like my coffee induced bubbly self again. At the two day after mark I wasn't the brightest bulb on the tree. The effects of toy, family, pig out & let your belly bulge were at record high exhaustion levels. Tuesday at 8:30 A.M. I had an appointment for a recall on my Toyota. Lyla & I scrambled to get out the door, on the highway and pull into the garage bay at the dealership with negative 3 minutes to spare. I say good morning to the man who greeted us, hand over my paperwork and begin to exit the car when he says, "You're at Nissan, Toyota is two dealerships down the street on the right." AWESOME! hahaha Thank you Santa for the 2lbs of Dunkin Donuts coffee beans, perhaps I should have tried harder to fit in a cup of coffee before I headed out to make an ass of myself in public. DOH!
Our crafty Christmas tree was the easiest clean up EVAH! "Lyla, grab an ornament, head to the trash and throw it out." She loved it, back and forth to the tree & trash barrel singing "pick'n up, pick'n up, me and mama pick'n up" and before you knew it the tree was bare & ready to be boxed up for another year. Lyla did have one toss refusal, the cardboard, jute doggy bone we'd made for Oscar was set aside to see another year.
By the time Wednesday rolled around I was still a bit groggy, but ready for a night out a.k.a. part time job. Oh, how I look forward to a handful of hours away from the "home" work. As I was ironing my uniform, Lyla, said "Mama, you working tonight?" ..."Yes, Mama is going to make some money tonight, Mem is coming to play and then daddy will be home"..."Mama, I gotta tell you something." These words are part of the new phase I like to call Toddler Truths. She runs to the cabinet we store our baking staples in, pulls out the small tub of rainbow jimmies and says "Daddy let me eat THESE when you work! only a little bit."
I told Daddy she ratted him out on the rainbow sprinkles & he claimed it happened once, either way she hasn't forgotten & will likely carry the sweet tooth memory of Daddy feeding her spoonfuls of rainbow jimmies into the New Year! ...every memory should be so sweet.