she likes to ask as she gets home from school…
Well, I begin. I tell her about this online Spanish for beginners short-course I’m doing for the month of January. I don’t mention that in the past I’ve taken a similar beginners course, twice, but not online, in an actual language school, but never managed to finish because I then had a full-time job. Yes, this was before my life as a mum began and I actually had a “career”. Hopefully, I’ll manage to finish this course this time.
What else mum? She’ll say. She always says that, bless her little heart. I look at her eager face and try to read it. There is genuine interest, she really wants to know what her poor old mother has been doing.
Then I give her a litany of all the chores I’ve done for the day.
Did you blog? I reply I haven’t done much blogging lately. Thankfully she doesn’t ask why and let’s it go. I turn the question around and ask her what her day was like. She’s a sweet little girl, my T.
I was helping my husband put up T’s old small shelf in the kitchen to use as a spice rack. He asked me to check something, I said I couldn’t reach it. The husband started giggling, I snapped at him and said “Are you laughing at me?” He nodded his head and added “but with love“.
T chimes in “Let’s celebrate!”
Why? I grumpily asked.
“Lets celebrate love!”