This morning I was up before the ass-crack of dawn, and before my alarm went off at 5:45 a.m. I was up so I could go spend a few hours with my favorite 9 year old friend, between the time her Nana leaves for work and her mama gets home from work. This is always a challenge for me, as I am totally not a morning person.
I then only had to worry about sitting for little Miss Malia. This went off without a hitch, she is a very pleasant and charming 16 month old little girl. I will not do her the disservice of calling her a baby, because she is not. She is a very smart little girl, who can count to 10, and knows what she wants. Many adults I know don't know that much.
After Malia's dad came to get her, I went home to my empty house. Hubs had gotten up late, and headed down to the house in Fishkill to get some work done today. I called him from home, to see if he needed me to come and help him. It turns out he did want some help. But first, I went to the karate school and visited with the Cherub and her mama.
Now it's getting late, and I have to get up early again, although not as early as today. I will be sitting with Miss Malia all day tomorrow and Thursday. Her mama is putting in some overtime. That's fine with me, I could use the money.
I was knitting when Malia woke up from her nap today, and as usual, she climbs up on my lap and lays there against my chest. It takes her a long time to wake up. So I finished the row I had started, and by then she had sat up and turned so she could watch me knit. I told her that if she wants me to, I will teach her how to knit when she gets older. She didn't respond, just laid her head back down and yawned again. It was definitely not just another day.
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