All of the Words Belong to the Big Kid
Thursday, January 21, 2016
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A normal Thursday looks a little like me running from work, grabbing two girls, dropping one girl off at dance, feeding the other girl, picking up the first girl, feeding that girl, dropping that girl back off again, running a few errands, picking that dancer girl up yet again, and then finally dropping onto the couch exhausted at 10:00. Ten minutes later, I realize I forgot to eat and then stay up another hour trying to decide if food is worth the effort required to move.

Thursdays are fun is what I'm saying.

But THIS Thursday was a little bit different. The husband has vacation days to burn, so he used his day off to take care of a few of those steps. He fed and dropped off a dancer and picked up and fed another girl.

You guys. YOU GUYS. That little bit makes such a huge difference in my day. There are suddenly actual hours in it where I can get things done. MAGICAL HOURS. (If you are responsible for both dropoff and pickup, you get me right now. ::FistBumpOfSolidarity::)

Anyway, with THIS Thursday being altogether different from the norm, it came to be that the first I saw of Miss Alexis was after her last dance class way at the end of the night. 8:45. A full 14 hours had passed between the time I walked out the door to go to work and the time when she climbed into my car to go home.

A lot can happen in 14 hours.

I know that a lot can happen in 14 hours because Alexis told me ALL of those things rapidly and without punctuation and she kept using words and words and more words and there was like this thing that happened and it was like exciting and I don't know how I ended up with a kid who says "like" all the time either but like she was super excited because there was this thing with this boy and I can't tell you details because I don't have permission but so much excitement and so many words and she forgot to breathe and

oof.

It basically took Alexis 30,000 words to tell me a story that could have been told with 6 words. Clearly, the kid would suck at Twitter.

But she still tells me things.

She still uses all of her words when she hasn't seen me in a while.

And that pretty much rocks.

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