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.
Ava, 2 years old
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