I have been lax on these goals, some of them. But, in my mind, the year is still young, and these things can still be done. Most of them. >wink<
The Facebook post read, “By any chance, did anyone cut my daughter’s bangs?” And thus opens the one case I was never able to solve.
Doctor Who, S2E4. The Girl in the Fireplace. Written by Steven Moffat.
I know a lot of people love this episode, but I don’t think it’s all that. I think it’s disjointed and has some good parts and good characters, but the mash-up is both trite and awkward, and I don’t love this episode. I usually skip to my favorite parts.
I know I’ve mentioned here before, that Wee One has a speech delay. She’s making progress her her speech therapist and next fall, we’re getting her into a preschool with an SLP on staff. (Oh yeah, I told you about the testing last month: she got in.) She’ll be fine.
But right now, today… man.
I know I wrote the other day about having a challenging time with Wee One (challenging with a toddler? Who would have guessed?) but today is a new day and things really are grand.
Today was a tough day. I know I say I write to stop time, but this may not be the time I want to stop.
My friend’s daughter is six and has a bucket list. On it is a beach where flamingos walk amongst you. She’s three or four years older then Wee One, so WO wouldn’t be down for that yet, but I got to thinking about other things that would be on her bucket list. These are the things she never says no to, no matter her mood seconds prior.