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Do You Wanna Build a Snowman?

conversations with hank and moly

Me: (after four days of being sick while taking care of a sick toddler, settle down deep into a restorative bubble bath, cracking open the spine of a new book)

Molly: (knocking at the bathroom door)

Me: (deep cleansing breath)

Molly: (knocking at the bathroom door)

Me: Amália Sofia, there are two other members of this household available to assist you.  Mama is having some alone time.

Molly:

Me:

Molly: (knocking at the bathroom door)

Me: (ready to flip out when…)

Molly: (in a tiny voice) Do you want to build a snowman? Come on let’s go and plaaaaaaay. I never see you anymore, come out the door, it’s mumble mumble heeeeeeeyyyyyy! We used to be best buddies, but now we not, I wish you would tell me why! Do you want to build a snow man? (pause) It doesn’t have to be a snow man.

Me: (immensely proud but knowing I have a part to play) Go away, Anna!

Molly: Ooookay, bye.

Me:

Molly:

Me:

Molly: Good job, mama!

Me: Bravo, Amália.

Molly: (runs off towards the next adventure)

Me: (sinks deeper into my bath, my book and the grin on my face)