Your world is more tumultuous and drama-filled than a day time soap. And your execution of a full on tantrum of body and soul is Oscar-worthy.
And most memorable of all was our run in with a Hog Nose Snake. Below it’s doing its best to look like a badass cobra.
Hi, Mommy.
I miss you.
I love you.
I can’t wait for you to come back.
Until then, I will pick nose.
Today marked our final celebration as a family in my childhood home. 23 years.
“What’s going on in this painting?”
“It’s just so beautiful, I don’t even know.”
“What makes it so beautiful?”
“The orange pea box.”
“What’s a pea box?”
“Oh, mama, a pea box just carries so much stuff. Any stuff you want it to carry. It can even carry more than all of our suitcases together.”
“You know, peas are actually teeny tiny and usually green in color, so why is something that carries so much and the color orange called a “pea” box?”
“Sometimes your imagination just wants things, mom, even if they don’t make any sense to grown ups.”