Inspired by the post on time-saving tips, yesterday I cut out all small talk, didn't floss and cooked while driving. And I saved soooo much time!
Max was asleep when I got home from work, so for the first time in a while at bedtime I read only to Sabrina. It was a Sesame Street book in which each page featured a different letter of the alphabet and objects beginning with that letter. I watched her knit her little brow in concentration as she named the letters in every word. "B-u-c-k-e-t!" she said. "Very good!" I told her. "What does that spell?" She paused, eyed the picture and said "WATER!" triumphantly. I loved how she tried to fake it.
Sabrina got my book-love gene (I was a major library geek as a kid; I'd go weekly, check out the maximum number of books and get through every single one. Now I am just a geek). Dave calls her "Mini Me," and it's true. Like me, she's a talker. Like me, she's persistent (oh, OK, stubborn). Like me, she notices the most minute little things, like a hairline crack in our wood staircase. Like me, she has curls. Like me, she gets cranky when she's tired. Like me, Like me, she loves pickles. I could go on and on.
Max has plenty of me in him, too. He got my brown eyes, except his are way bigger. He's very social, he's enthusiastic about life, he loves to giggle, he adores ice-cream, he's got great energy, he doesn't take crap from anyone (anyone named Sabrina, that is). I am especially proud of this last trait; he may be a kid with special needs, but his spirit works just fine.
How do your kids look like you and act like you?
