Mini Me

So M and I are sitting on a plane as per usual. Of course we have to be that family that boards first because Maggie must get her 15 stuffed animals arranged before we take off. Suddenly M is mesmerized by the boarding process. A midget passes our row and my sweet little girl says.."mommy she's mini, just like you." Thanks, I think?

When we arrive at our destination airport, M must test every chair on the way to baggage claim. I'm at this airport monthly and I have never noticed the chairs, or the even that there were different types of chairs. Seeing the world through the eyes of Maggie reminds me how beautiful and exciting life is.

Bubbilicious

Last weekend was the mother of all soccer games....well if one is five years old anyway. There should have been 4 games but rain and snow and wind and sleet and just overall crappy weather reduced the season to a mere 2 games. These children had practiced for 4 weeks without a game; they were ready. This game was quite the educational experience for me. In fact, everything I need to know I learned at a soccer game.....

It really doesn't matter which team one is on and it certainly doesn't matter who scores a goal. Everybody celebrates.

Scoring on one's own goal is celebrated just as much by the kids. (The parents can't stop laughing.)

Bubbles will cause an entire field of children to abandon the game and chase them off the field.

Snack time is infinitely more important than the game.

It's OK to touch the ball...it's easier to kick the ball if it's not moving.

The kid who brings the best snack wins.

Oranges slice smiles will make 5 year olds laugh so hard they pee their pants

Dandelions will be picked and given to mothers mid-game

These games make my weekend. I can't stop smiling.