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her name is 'fendi'. 

(the pooch, not the person)

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toot's natural draw to technology can be frustrating at times, but i think i've found a way to appease her aquarian curiosity (in regards to my computer): i open up a blank microsoft word page and ask her to locate different letters and numbers. ecstatic to be granted permission to the very machine i fuss at her for touching,  she claps and screams "i did it, i did it" anytime she locates her target. i am in pure bliss whenever she's excited and learning at the same time. she already knows her numbers and alphabets, but how cool will it be when she's 3 years old with an impressive typing word count under her belt? 

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1. i'm tired and it shows: working. mothering. creating. crashing. rebuilding. mourning. TIRED.

(hence the voided chubby face)

2. i've gained a considerable amount of weight. 13lbs to be exact: heartache, medicine, chocolate. 

(which is ironic, for, i lost a lot of weight last year: grief, stress, exhaustion)

3. this new patch of blonde is growing on me: regretted it 7 minutes after. hated it on day one. 

4. you cannot see my phlyy ass t-shirt: star wars, yoda, "awesome, i am".

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she has a massive mound of hair. due to the heat, it's rarely "out". but in between hair washing and braided hair styles, i let it be. if i washed it and let it go, it would be curly and bouncy with society approved curls bouncing in the wind. but the rebel in me kinda likes this "wild child" non-do, 'do', she has going on...

(her eyes...melt me...and they always will)

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aquemini. 

the taylors. tippy and tooty. toots and tip. thing 1 and thing 2. 

baby-sat el's little girl, today, and watched the day's dynamics shift from calm to chaos and back again. they're besties. same name. same age (at least, for 6 months out of the year). same rebellious energy. the antics of these two, two year-old 'only child syndrome' having toddlers taught me, yet, another cliché life lesson that tends to repeat itself:

"don't sweat the small stuff | everything is small stuff" 

(vanzant)

an aquarius and a gemini. one moment they're full of love and kissing each other's made-up "boo-boos", the very next, they're taking turns with toy-snatching and spoiled rotten, temper-tantrums. toddlers are confusing. any time i attempted to discipline one, there came the other, quickly armed to aide in their defense. by midday, i relented. threw up a proverbial white flag and let, both, the day and the duo, do whatever they pleased, until whatever they pleased tuckered them out...and all was right in the world.

  

toddlers and snotty noses go together like...

"see, tip, you gotta say 'cheeeeeese', like this"

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shane christopher. pisces/aries cuspian.
singer i met, today, with an über funky style and open, artsy spirit.

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♫♪ let's take...a long walk ♩♭

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