On Sunday RLO and I took Little AK to brunch with us. Her parents were out of town and we naively offered to spend an hour or so with her. Don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love Little AK, but she is a handful.
After brunch we tried to take her to a movie, which she was adamantly against. At that point RLO decided he wasn’t cut out for pseudo parenting, (which we already knew) and dropped us off at my apartment so he could go home and nap. He’s obviously in a heap of trouble and will only be forgive by sneaking in chocolate when we go to see a movie on Wednesday night.
When Little C walked into my apartment the first thing she said was, “It’s going to be very hot in here, I think I’d better take my pants off for this.” I couldn’t help but laugh, since that’s the first thing I do every time I walk in the door, no matter if I have company or not. It was then that I picked her up and gave her a big hug and kiss. It’s the little things kids say that keep you from killing them. I’m convinced of it.