This morning Kenly and I put together a pot roast to cook in the crock pot. She helped me add the spices and all the ingredients. She looked up at me and said, "I a very good helper, Mommy." I would have to agree.
After getting dinner started, we headed off to run a few errands and to go to the library--one of the most magical places on earth. Kenly picked out two videos and four CDs and left me to pick out a million books while she tackled and mastered every puzzle in the place. The library is running a special for the month of September. If I signed Kenly up for her very own library card, she could pick out a free book to take home. So, we did. It thrilled Kenly's heart to have her own card.
While trying to get Kenly in the car, I let the door slip and the sharp corner of the car door smacked her in the back of the head. A nice little bump quickly rose to the occasion and made Kenly quite miserable. I was kissing and soothing and trying my best to calm her down. I finally got her settled and stared buckling her into the car seat. As I was doing this, I scratched her with my engagement ring which created a welt that sent her into hysterics once again.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, "Mommy. You be a little more careful, okay?"