Thursday, August 21, 2008
The girls that come to breakfast
I love the girls that come to breakfast. They are loving. They share. They eat. They say their pleases and thank you's. They clear the table without being asked. They paint each others toe nails. They are a joy.
I'm not really fond of the girls that show up around 6.00 pm. They scream. They take toys away from each other. They demand dessert. They say not so nice things to each other. They don't listen. The joy of their presence is practically non-existent.
I think there has been a little too much togetherness. I think the fact that they are having a playdate with a friend and are excited to play 'school' tells me they are ready for summer to be over. They are ready to go back to school. I'm ready for them to go. Just to have a bit of silence for myself in the middle of the day.