and that felt very, very strange. it's become definitely something i do when i come home, after i get cozy and get my pjs and headband going.
instead of sewing, tonight the girlchild and i went out for my niece's birthday part. she's eight. i can hardly believe it! part of me is sad she's not my baby anymore, but part of me loves having conversations with her about things, and hearing all her ideas and thoughts, and seeing her grow into her own person. she's very curious, loving, funny and bright. i like she makes art and is creative and goofy. i like that she is still small enough to crawl into my lap and tell me secrets. i'm feeling all sentimental and mushy about it right now. i'm feeling very fortunate that she's in my life.
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