Emma did a round-off backhandspring by herself in gymnastics today. This is a big deal. The girl can flip herself on her strong little arms all the way across the room. By herself. She's only 7. In the back part of the gym, Lilly was standing at fake tool table and going poo poo in her diaper. This is also a big deal. We've been feeding her prunes and lentils, the poor thing, to try and help out her blocked feeling.
Blocked and flying through the air. Both my daughters represent my daily mothering mind and job. It's hilarious to try and pretend I am in control in any way. I am just hanging on, my friend.