A couple days ago, Molly started telling stories about things that happen with "my different mama." Usually it's just silly stuff -- Different Mama rocks her in a swing then goes to the swimming pool with her and dries her with a towel. This morning, though, she told me that when she calls out for Different Mama in the middle of the night, Different Mama comes in to her and snuggles her and stays with her all night long until the morning. (Original Mama stands in the doorway and reminds her that the sunshine isn't on yet in a voice that she hopes isn't too cranky and then goes back to her own bed). Ah, well. Different Mama wins that one.
She briefly was calling Jim "Old Daddy" one day, too. Then she went over to her little table and told us she was going home with some "New Daddy" she had invented. I guess with all this talk about a new baby, fair is fair. Maybe we're all being replaced. :)
This is the rockin' outfit Molly chose this morning. That's squirrel pants, monkey skirt and kitty shirt, all of which she calls "fancy." She was in a fancy mood. She put on the backpack and socks, too, to match.
Ohh, that reminds me! Speaking of Molly's fearlessness in the face of bold pattern-on-pattern fabrics, here are the room-darkening shades I made for her bedroom (pretty hard to photograph with the lighting contrast, but you get the idea).
We went to the fabric store having discussed that she wanted light pink and light purple shades. Then we get to the quilting fabrics and she fixates on these two fabrics. I tried to push her toward pastels, little flowers, anything that wasn't so loud. There was no changing her mind.
I was convinced it would look like clown curtains, but as soon as we draped the fabrics over the curtain rod I changed my mind. These fabrics are so much better than girly pastels. They really warm up the room and they pick up the bold purple of her sheets and the bright pinks in her room. Plus, it's very Molly. Hurray clown-ish curtains!
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
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