It's pretty nutty sometimes. Children not only bring a ton of love and cuteness into your lilfe, but major chaos as well. My "middle child" in particular is ONE OF A KIND (caps intentional). I call her "Volume Girl" for reasons that are self-explanatory. She's the one most curious about my diabetes, and in her own eccentric way, she's the most protective of me.
I'd love to post big splashy photos of her here, but the honest truth is that my husband and I are paranoid about publishing our kids images on the Web for the whole planet to see. (I'm sure you're all lovely people, but it just takes one nut, right?) Anyway:
The summer before she started kindergarten, my little Kasper kept asking me: "Why did you get diabetes, mommy? Why?"
"Um, these things just happen" somehow wasn't good enough for her.
One day she appeared with paper and a crayon asking, "Mommy, how do you spell 'I'm sorry God?'"
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She could barely write the alphabet then, mind you. "Why do you want to write that, honey?"
"Sometimes I get so mad at God!" she said.
Ms. Kasper's "list of what's on TV." Note the 8th item in the left-hand column: "dLife your dietbeedees" (!)
Ms. K's "Tattoo" (she told her sister what to write.) She informs me that I am "her woman." Got to love 'em!