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a girl and her bomb pop

YBW and I went over to see Baby K (and her Mommy and Daddy) Sunday after visiting the new house. It’s been two weeks since we last saw them and I gotta tell you, I missed that kid!
When we drove up she came tearing around the side of the house and across the yard screaming, “BEEEEEE! PAPA!” and leapt right into YBW’s arms! They hugged and she giggled and then she turned and held up her arms and said, “Beee!” we squeezed each other so tightly!
All was right with the world because Baby K and her Birdie and Papa were in the same place again.

We played.
We had lunch.
We went to the playground.
That girl is quickly mastering climbing up slides, and I couldn’t be prouder!

The ice cream truck drove by and some of the bigger kids on the playground began screaming, “Ice cream man!” and running.
Baby K has no earthly idea what the ice cream man is but she pointed at the truck and said, “Hi keem!”, you know her Papa went and stood in line behind all those other kids patiently waiting to get that girl some ice cream. She stood with her mommy and I pointed at the pictures until she grinned and gave an enthusiastic, “Mmm hmm!”.

a girl and her bomb pop

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IWotB 2021 edition ~ day six

I left the house at eight am Friday morning and didn’t return to it until nearly eight pm.
It was exhausting.
However, I was able to have a really great day!

I went to Lidl to pick up a pod swing Thing 1 wanted for Baby K.
Across the street to Costco for gas. (pulled right up to the pump, thank goodness)
After that, I was at a loss. I had to meet YBW at the new house at 11:30 so I just needed to kill time until then.
Turns out, Nora was available to meet for breakfast, so that killed an hour.
I came back to my neighborhood to drop off something for Meredith and Beau’s mom. (down the street there were three cars in front of my house – all the randos)

At the new house, YBW and I met with the building manager. He was making his list and I was adding to it. He was sincerely apologetic about the cabinets, saying he had spoken with the cabinet guy but then dropped the ball on following up. Fortunately, he was meeting with the cabinet guy right after he saw us, so we’re all gonna cross our fingers.
Our meeting was productive, and I’m content I didn’t have to use my teacher voice with him.
Shame they have to do more work, but that bit isn’t my problem.
Apparently the windows are ‘still coming’ the question is when…

It was 12:20 when I hit the road out to Thing 1’s house. Baby K was asleep when I arrived, so I was able to help Thing 1 do a bit of work around the house.
They’re finally settling in, they have much more to do, but in the six weeks they’ve lived there, they’ve made decent progress.
Last week, she took a bunch of plants home from our house and they’re on the porch at her house looking somewhat healthy. Husband N was working from home Friday and cleared all the unkempt flower bed so they could assess what was there (peonies and lilacs and hostas), and begin to decide where to plant other things.
Y’all, their house is so damn precious and I love seeing them turn it into their home!

My tiny girl work from her nap as I was in the kitchen washing my hands. She saw me and stopped, it took a moment to register what was up.
I said, “Hi Chicken.”
She said, “BEE!” and ran to me wrapping her arms around my legs and squeezing me tight, then she planted a big kiss on the back of my thigh.
I quickly dried my hands and scooped her up.
All the Baby K love!
Thing 1 needed to go to Target, so we three girls had a little road trip. OK, their Target is small, but good. And has some seriously great employees! Super helpful and friendly.

I was meeting YBW at the Mexican joint for dinner, so I left my daughter’s family at six and was sitting down to a big ass bowl of queso about forty minutes later.

First day of showings saw fifteen appointments and three agents contacted ours saying their clients were planning to write offers.
We’ll see how that goes.

Day six of International Week of the Birthday was even more wonderful than I expected!
I got to see two of my friends, my husband at the new house (in the middle of the day no less), spent time with my daughter and granddaughter, did a Target run, and had melty cheese!
I’ll take it!

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would you rather – partie treize

have a bottomless box of Legos or a bottomless gas tank
Bottomless gas tank.
Oh the place’s I’ll go…

have unlimited sushi for life or unlimited tacos for life

go back to age 5 with everything you know now or know now everything your future self will learn
I’m not sure five year old anyone is capable of managing the emotional weight of knowing what adult them knows. I’m choosing knowing now what future me will know.

see what was behind every closed door or be able to guess the combination of every safe on the first try
While it sounds kind of cool, in reality, how much access do or will I have to random safes? But I come across doors every day of my life. I choose doors.

have all your clothes fit perfectly or have the most comfortable pillow, blankets, and sheets in existence
Perfectly fitted clothes all day every day.

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adventures with Birdie and Papa

When mommy and daddy are away, Baby K will play.
Or as her Papa said, “When it’s just you and Birdie and me, we’re going to party like rock stars.”

Thing 1 and Husband N did a two day – one night trip to celebrate Thing 1’s birthday. Then it kind of became a bit of celebration for buying their first house. It was also a bit of utilizing the built in childcare YBW and I can provide.
Thing 1 remarked that going on a minibreak two weeks before closing on their house was chock full of irony, but it was already planned and she was excited.

Saturday morning Papa read every book in the basket in Baby K’s room, then she and I colored with markers at the kitchen table before we went to the playground at our neighborhood elementary school. The first thing she did was fall off the stairs on the slide. (grandparent fail?)
I think she was more scared than hurt and even with the snuggles and kisses and mulch removal, she was unsettled. Not the best way to begin our adventure, but she rallied and chose to be adventurous.


She struggled to climb up through the tube, but with Papa pushing from the bottom, and Birdie pulling from the top, she made it!
Then there was lots of giggles going down the slide on the other side.

She “quack quack(ed)” at all the birds and said, “Hi!” to the airplane flying by.

When we got home from the playground, we had lunch then watched some of Moana.
After her nap, she played in her media table, which is currently filled with a variety of beans.
She had pizza for dinner, but not just any pizza, pepperoni rolls which are kind of like garlic knots and stromboli had a delicious baby. And she loved it!

She had such fun exploring at the new house Sunday morning. She’s got a penchant for picking up construction debris and finding creative ways to use it.
She found this empty caulk tube and turned it into a scope. (yes, we brought it home and washed it for her to play with)

We blew bubbles on the porch after lunch. Well, we didn’t blow them, the bubble blowing machine did. Baby K and the dogs danced and chased and popped so many bubbles!
Her mommy and daddy got home about ten minutes after she woke from her nap

Y’all, we had such fun with that girl!
How fortunate we can provide childcare for her parents at the same time getting to spend such precious and sacred time with our granddaughter.
Birdie and Papa FTW!

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would you rather – partie douze

not be able to stop dancing or not stop singing
Not stop singing…?
This one borders on ridiculous. Why do I do this to myself?

have skin that changes color based on your emotions or tattoos appear all over your body depicting what you did yesterday
Color changing skin. Honestly, how cool would that be?

only be able to jump everywhere you go or only be able to walk on your hands
I think either of these would become tedious after a while, but I’m going to say jump. I don’t think I’d like to be upside down all the damn time.

be able to teleport anywhere or be able to read minds
T E L E P O R T!

have a completely automated home or a self-driving car
I choose automated home all day, baby.

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would you rather – partie onze

be forced to dance every time you heard music or be forced to sing along to any song you heard
I feel like I do both of these already…I guess the difference is it happening organically, or by force…?
I think I’ll choose dance because I don’t always know the words to every song I hear.

not shower for a week or not brush your teeth for a week
Not shower.
My teeth gotta be clean, yo.

lose the ability to hear or lose the ability to walk
Hear…?
Of course I can hear the train whistle as I’m writing this.
Actually, I’m going to choose lose the ability to walk. I can still get around other ways.

eat your favorite meal for every meal for the rest of your life or never be able to eat your favorite meal again
Never eat my favorite meal again.
I could cherry-pick bits and pieces from my favorite meal and put them into others.

have to read aloud every word you read or sing everything you say out loud
I feel like I should choose read aloud the words I read, but I’m going to choose sing everything I say.
Why?
I don’t actually know, but I’m trusting my gut on this one.

What would y’all rather?

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would you rather – dixième partie

be able to see 10 minutes into your own future or 10 minutes into the future of anyone but yourself
I fear, like Cassandra, my words would fall upon deaf ears if I spoke of other people’s futures. And that would be more painful to me than knowing what was coming my way. So, I choose being able to see into my own future.

be the absolute ruler in a tiny country or an important politician among many other important politicians in a large powerful country

(a picture’s worth a thousand words)

ask for help or figure it out yourself
While I’m much more of a do it myself kind of girl, I’m not above asking for help.
TBPH, it depends on the situation and who I’m asking.
But for the sake of this would you rather, I choose figure it out myself.

have unlimited international first-class tickets or never have to pay for food at restaurants
In concept, I’m all about unlimited first-class tickets. But…would I have the time, the resources, the traveling companion to jet off as I’d like?
Not paying for restaurant food opens never ending dining opportunities the likes of which I can barely imagine. How many times a week would I eat lunch from Nando’s, or grab a berry lemonade at Mod Pizza, or have a Duck Donut on the way to the grocery store? To how many restaurants could I take my food loving husband?
I think I’m going to go with food on this one.

be able to dodge anything no matter how fast it’s moving or be able to ask any three questions and have them answered accurately
Being Neo could have it’s advantages, but I’m not often in a situation in which I need to dodge things.
And one of my three wishes is to have my questions answered with truths, so I choose three questions answered accurately.

Your turn…
What would y’all rather?

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would you rather – neuvième partie

have all traffic lights you approach be green or never have to stand in line again
Red lights are an acceptable wait time, and I despise standing in line. Without doubt I choose never queuing up again!

have telepathy or telekinesis
My intuition is strong. My ability to read others is well defined. And to be perfectly honest, I don’t want to know every thought every person has every moment they have it.
Mastering telekinesis could be great fun!

have whatever you think appear above your head for everyone to see or have everything you do live streamed for anyone to see
I’d rather not advertise my thoughts, but I’m a pretty awkward individual, so do I want everything I do to live stream for anyone to watch? Though, people may not watch me, but anyone I actually interact with would see my thoughts.
Is there a clear winner here? I think not.
I’m going to have to go with live streaming my life and hope nobody watches, because sometimes what I think isn’t fit for human consumption.

know everything or be amazing at any activity you tried
All! The! Knowledge!

be an amazing dancer or an amazing singer
When I was a little girl I wanted desperately to be a Prima Ballerina. Alas, I’ve two left feet as it were…
I was trained as a singer in both church and school choirs. Without practice that skill faded, but not entirely. I sing well enough as it stands.
So I’m going to pick amazing dancer to fulfill my childhood dream. I can still sing at an average level in my spare time.

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would you rather – huitième partie

always be 10 minutes late or always be 20 minutes early
Twenty minutes early all day every day.

lose the ability to read or lose the ability to speak
Gah! Why did I do this to myself!?!
I think lose my ability to speak. I could write stuff down. I could sign and that would be OK once everyone around me learned to sign. I’m a visual learner, I need to be able to read all the things!

be able to command water or the wind
Water.
If Avatar: The Last Airbender taught me anything it’s that even though I’m a fixed earth sign I’d be a water bender. And I’d use my bending to be a healer.

know the history of every object you touched or be able to talk to animals
Know the history of every object I touch.
The idea of unlimited anthropological and sociological learning makes me absolutely giddy! What a powerfully important and helpful skill.

control space or time
Thing 1 and I had a conversation about this.
I was quick to choose time. Think of all we could do if we could control time.
One of my first examples was: Thing 2 could come visit and it would feel so long and we’d feel like we had enough quality time, but no time would have passed while she was here, so she wouldn’t have to take time off from work, etc.
She said, “Haven’t we learned that there’s always a catch? Don’t mess with time, Momma. Leave time alone.”
Um…

What would y’all rather?

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would you rather – septième partie

have a key the unlocks everything or a secret hideaway no one can enter but you
The Secret Garden showed me I can have both…
Though if I’m serious about it, I’d be more inclined to have a personal hideaway than want a key that could unlock everything.

build a snowman or a sandcastle
Snowman at the beach! (did Olaf teach us nothing?)

be able to play the violin or the drums
Drums and here’s why:
John Henry Bonham

have a nosy neighbor or be a noisy neighbor
I’d rather be a noisy neighbor.
I could choose to be quiet, but a noisy neighbor may not make that same choice.

listen to music or read a book
At this particular moment I’m going to say listen to music.

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