We were talking to hazel tonight, about the future, and she said
H : I want two kids when I grow up
Me : Really, why?
H : Because I like Margot. More than that would be too many. I don’t want too many kids. I don’t want toooo many kids, you, know like uncle Nick and Aunt Katy…."
We tried to figure out why she thought there were too many, but couldn’t.
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Hazel had a poetry assignment for school. They had to create a book with a certain number of different styles of poems, including haikus, cinquain, diamante, ballads, ode, and elegy.
We did Tuesday tacos, and Margot was playing with my phone while we waited. She said she was trying to look mysterious.
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It had been quiet for awhile, so I went and checked on Margot. She was quietly making a mess peeling paper of crayons, one of her favorite hobbies.
Margot just said " me, bed". Then she collected her toys, and went in her room for a nap. Such an easy kid.
