Monday, May 20, 2013

Devastation in Moore



There's so much that's unclear, but one thing we do know is that a tornado that was a mile or two wide demolished hundreds of homes and tore through two schools in Moore. Children have died. It was all south of us, thankfully, but the scope of the pain is unbelievable.

The photo above was taken outside one of the schools that was hit. The photo below is of Mia and her best friend, Scout, in the safety of Scout's house. Our friends Maggie and Christine picked up Mia when they got Scouty from school. They have a basement; we don't. They also protected them from hearing about all the horrible things that happened.

We are so grateful for our safety and especially thankful that Mia was protected through it all. My heart breaks for the parents who cannot say the same for their sweet babies tonight.


Thursday, May 9, 2013

She is fancy

This evening, as  I was folding clothes, Mia pulled her little pink blazer out of the laundry basket. She said something about and called it a jacket. I told her it was a blazer, which was kind of like a jacket that you wear for special occasions. She asked what kind of special occasions I meant. It's for when you want to be fancy, she said. She pulled on the blazer and buttoned it up. I asked her why she was putting it on.

"Because I FANCY. I so, so, fancy."

True.

Sunday, May 5, 2013

Mia and the carousel lady


We visited the zoo for the last hour or so it was open and decided to visit some animals we don't normally see, especially the ocean exhibit and the meerkats. Well, the zoo has a carousel, which we forget because we never walk past it. Mia spotted it right as we were making our way out at closing time, but we decided to go ahead and get in on the last ride.

We were too late.

The woman running the carousel told us it was the last ride and we were too late. Mia sat down on a brick wall and made the saddest little people face of all time. I patted her on the back and told her we'd ride it next time.

The carousel lady couldn't handle it.

"Oh, OK! Come on! Hurry!" 

I snatched up Mia and we scurried on board. She was so, so happy. It was seriously the best. Thank you, carousel lady, for having a heart and giving this 3-year-old a chance to ride on a crane.