Friday, February 6, 2009
I See Someone in You
There is a crazy, crazy girl we know and adore. She is 7 years old. She is a pure delight to interact with because she has the most pronounced outrageous gestures and mannerisms in her repertoire. I have not seen her in the flesh for nearly 11 months. But I see her crazy movements and voices and faces quite often. Because my son, a year younger than crazy Hailstorm, inhabits the same type of world as she does.
He came up the other night with his shorts pulled up high and acting so silly. I don't know what he was saying -- it was gibberish in a sing-song Haley-like voice -- but I laughed and laughed and laughed. [And grabbed my ever-ready camera. Duh.]
Next week, Haley and her family return to our area. In our household, we are individually and collectively anticipating their arrival with Christmas, Halloween and birthday excitement rolled into one. Perhaps in honor of their return, I shall take a lead from Youngest, pull up my pants real high, and greet them properly.
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