Today I had a big one...One of those ugly cries where what happened is worth crying about, but it's almost like you've bottled up months worth & this one thing sets er all off...


Today a 5 year old made me cry...Keep in mind Pip had her patch on & I was uber-sensitive after a discouraging eye doc appointment...But still a 5 year old made me cry...


The little girl, as annoying & taunting as her words were, was just being a little girl - But the little scene it created at daycare definitely got my mind a thinking to what may happen in years to come...What may happen to Pip when I'm not there...What may happen when Noal isn't around to step in...It all made me sad...Really sad...


But I'm so thankful for Noal in his simple yet touching approach....Oh, what I am learning from these hooligans...


Whenever I pick Noal up after 4:30ish there is a real mix match of kiddos left over in one room waiting for their parents who either; work late....By late I mean 5 o'clock...Or like me, try to squeeze in as much "time off from a toddler" till pickup...



I always try & peek my head in to "spy" on Noal, he is usually leading the pack in some form or another, even if the kids are 4 or 5 years old...Today he was at the back of the room telling one little boy who was trying to help him with a puzzle that the piece he had was, "too big- that's too big"...His new favourite saying to everything that doesn't seem to work or that he doesn't want...You want eggs for dinner Noal? "No mum, that's too big"...Ok buddy...



Normally he sees me right away and runs over screaming "mumma" and proudly shows off his "Pippy"...Today however, this 5 year old little girl met us at the door, aggressively grabbed at Pip's eye patch & said, "That baby is broken- look at her- she's broken"...Then pointed at Pip's eye, turned to her little friend and said, "Gross, gross baby"...



She wouldn't stop saying it and before I could calmly explain or internalize "broken" or "gross" too much- my little tank of a man came running over, stepped in front of this little girl, put both hands on Pip's cheeks, kissed her & proudly said, "She's ok, she's my sista" and then put her little head into his chest and started patting her back...

~You are anything but broken or gross Baby Girl~

Hello tears how are you? So glad you kept er in till we hit the van...Icecream for our hero Noal for dinner? I think so...