Thursday, January 14, 2010


I admire that Rose is so sure who she is and her place in the world.

"I want to take off my jammies!" She says.
So I help her get her feet unstuck.
"Take off my shirt!"
So I take off her onesie. I know this process is heading towards the blue Cinderella nightgown she has been wearing since Monday. No other set of clothes has been acceptable.
"But then you'll be naked."
She runs down the hall to find her "Lady dress."
"Can't you see that you're naked?" I ask.
"No, I'm Rosie."


Somer Love said...

No I am a Rosie... Love that!

I had fun watching the ballerinas on tv Sun night!

Wow you have been busy on your blog!!! I am impressed :)