Kitten pile!
So, I’m officially in Asheville…
…I haven’t been up for 15 minutes and someone has already told me “I really like your hair”. Heehee.
Edit: twice in 30 minutes…think I’ll keep a tally…We had a great time at the Scottish Games today. Phia was a little disappointed to find out that the “games” on offer were traditional competitions. Apparently she was thinking more “bounce houses and facepainting” and less “men in skirts throwing giant logs”.
She got over it once we found a playground, and had plenty of fun throwing rocks in the marsh, tossing a mini caber, and snacking on some roasted corn.
Feelin' grubby
Phia: I'm brave of grubs! Look, mama, I'm holding a big fat grub! He tickles!
Mama: Eurgh, I don't like the way that grubs look...they freak me out a little.
Phia: Huh? Mama, they're so cute and fat! Why don't you like grubs?
Mama: Well, I don't like the way you can kind of see through them, and I don't like how they have teeny tiny legs in front, but what I really don't like is that they have little bug heads with creepy looking mouthparts.
Phia: Mama, hold out your hand. I'm going to make you brave of grubs.
I wish self-esteem campaigns would focus less on “everyone is beautiful” and more on “who the fuck cares if you are beautiful or not”
Yes. This.
Overheard Kung-fu battle
Phia: I have Kung Fu!
Daddy: Oh yeah? How about this move: FUNKY FIREBALL! *tosses oversize beach ball*
Phia: *kicks ball back, laughs*
Daddy: LION GOES TO THE GROCERY STORE! *hurls ball at daughter*
Phia: *dodges, laughs*
Watching "Alice in Wonderland" (garden scene)
Phia: Oh, the white rose is so beautiful!
Mama: Yes, she is very beautiful, and has a beautiful voice.
Phia: The white rose is so beautiful that I want to marry her!
