Happy 6th to the loves of my life

Poem for girls

Here is a poem I wrote for my daughters in honour of their 6th birthday.

Sugar and spice and all things nice

that's what little girls are made of

And I must include Thing 1 and Thing 2's secret for being so loved

They flash me their smiles and I'd walk 10 miles uphill, barefoot in the snow...

To tell them what light they've shone in my life and how proud I am as they grow

And now they are six and I cannot fix the speed at which time has gone by

Instead I embrace each inch of their face and wonder with a sigh...

Will they be fulfilled with a life full of thrills and be proud of who they become?

My wish is this (it's my checklist) for Emma and Madison

Embrace each day, make time for play, stand up for what you believe in.

Jump in with both feet, march to your own beat, if something is wrong take action.

Be choosy with friends, call your mum (again) and to thine own self be true.

And know in your heart we'll never be apart for I will always love you.

Colour Blind

Had a great conversation with the girls about Rosa Parks. Emma's SK teacher had read her a story about Rosa. In the car we drove by a bus and Emna started talking about it. She asked why Rosa was told to move. I explained people with white skin had a section they sat in and people with black skin had a section they had to sit in and no one should be told to sit somewhere based on their skin colour. Emma says " I have peach skin, what section would I be in?" lol So cute.

The next day the girls were watching a movie and Emma says " sigh, Aris has a seahorse for a minion. Why do the humans always have animals for minions in the movies?"

And the last funny thing I remember was also said by Em. She said the boys chase her at lunch recess and try and kiss her. I said " what's going on with all these boys chasing you" and she says " don't worry, mama, they can't catch me when I wear my super boots!"

Maddie is a hoot and says hilarious things but was off the last few days bc she got another bout with the fly. Poor kid has had a rough year this year. She gets very attached and wants to be with me when she is sick do she cried when John picked her up. She is fine within minutes but it breaks my heart when she is upset. : ( Here's to no more illness this year!