In which my kids make me feel good.

Yesterday I was singing in the car, making up some nonsense song to entertain myself.  "Linden did this at you!" announces Oak, twirling his fingers near his ear.  I laugh.

"I didn't say you are crazy," she says, "I just said you're weird."

"Mama's not weird; she's AWESOME!" exclaims Oak. 

Some of the conviction in his voice came from the fact that he was arguing with his sister--and was on the parentally approved side of the argument for a change--but I'll take it. 

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We read a story about a kitten going to school as a Show-and-Tell item.  Linden says, "If they do show-and-tell in 2nd grade, I'm going to bring you!"

"What would you tell?"  I ask, genuinely curious.

"I'd say, 'This is my Mama Doll.  She's the biggest toy ever!  She likes to wear earrings, and hug me, and read."

That about sums it up.