Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Warrior princess


We are very into sticks these days. I guess all kids appreciate a good stick, but Mary Clare is particularly fascinated with them of late. They are great for walking, poking at trees, shooting like a gun, fishing in the neighbor's ivy, and best of all, waving around and narrowly missing her brother's eyes.

While I used to snicker at the concept of poking someone's eye out with a stick, after watching how Mary Clare wields said stick, I am now on high alert for eye poking. Which, of course, means that I'll be the one who eventually takes a stick to the eye.

In addition to that fine-looking stick and the "flower" she gifted to her Gram, you no doubt noticed that she is sporting two, possibly three, things of interest. I'll start with the good news first. One is the shirt, which is yet another Nana Thole creation. Two is a set of pigtails that, while short in length and hair sprayed within an inch of their lives, make her ever so proud. The third, and most shameful, is the big ouchie on her forehead. Sadly, I am not the only one with bike-related battle scars. Only Mary Clare didn't fall off her bike. Oh, no. That boo-boo is from the helmet she wore while riding around in the bike trailer. You know, the thing that is supposed to keep her safe. Only her parents have to put it on correctly, first.

While Mary Clare spent most of the ride complaining about her head itching, we just assumed it was sweat or general displeasure with the proffered snacks. So we told her to scratch it and she would be fine. And then when we removed her helmet and saw the raw spot, we told her it would be gone by the morning. Um, yeah. We're going on almost a week now.

Looks like I deserve that poke in the eye after all.

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