I scoured online for, and ordered two dresses for Figlia's sixth birthday. It still feels like a huge moment to think that we are on the verge of her turning six! She threw a tantrum today morning, just as a reminder to the fact that she is not that grown up. Who would think that one crayon not working in a box of 12 could bring such intense dissatisfaction from life!
Sometimes, I want to be able to bring the point to her head that she is not that deprived in life, as are so many children around the world. And that if a missing crayon is your bane, then you have skipped the massive daily struggle that most kids today have. Still not able to get it registered on her mind though.
M was epic. He showed off his protective streak, and today morning scolded his father for scolding Figlia. It was amusing to watch, because mostly M makes it a point to annoy Figlia no end. But oh, boy, no one else must.
M has a broken nail on his right hallux. I have been watching it, and I think I need to trim it. The boy isn't complaining, but he is not letting me touch it either. But today, I found blood underneath it. He must have had the broken nail catch on something. I need to attend to it.
I am functioning okay. Sometimes, I feel disengaged, and the house is full all the time.
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