At 7am yesterday Ava was downstairs and ready to paint nails and play outside. She had her nail polish lined up and her manicure studio set-up. By 7:30am Ava was ready for her next activity. It is like this all day. Everyday. So when people ask me to enjoy my four-day weekend (as in, no school), I am mentally sending you daggers.
So by 1:30pm I couldn’t take it anymore. I told Ava that she was being too wild. It went like this:
Me: Ava I really need you to calm down and stop being so rambunctious.
Ava: I’m sorry mom, but I was born to be loud.
Me: Yes, but your loud behavior disrupts my inner peace.
Ava: Mom, I was born with crazy and you were born with peace. I’m sorry about that.
Speechless. Defeated. You can’t argue with crazy.
Until next time, the mothership is signing off.
She speaks the truth, man.
What a fun kid and an awesome picture. Her hair is amazing (but I wouldn’t want to comb cray either!)
Now I believe in reincarnation…Ava has definately been been here before – at least once