Summertime... sweet summertime
.
I'm not going to lie, it's not my most favorite time of year
.
There aren't any lights to string on the tree or apple cider to sip on
.
So... here lies a lull
.
I kind of feel stuck in and MEH phase
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(kind of like waiting for the air conditioning to kick on while your standing there suffocating in the still heavy humidity)
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Then one morning, just a normal morning
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Rushing around to get my kids to daycare
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Lugging my extra stuffed bag into my car
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As usual spilling a little bit of coffee on my shirt
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My 2 year old daughter was following me
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She was shuffling along. Piddling around just like every morning.
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I turned around and she was gone
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Looking over both of my shoulders frantically
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I spotted her.
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She was bent over in a patch of tulips
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Up popped her head and she jerked her arm up to her ear
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She had plucked a tulip and the biggest joyful grin came across her face
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"FLOWEY"
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She showed me proudly, loving her pretty treasure as I buckled her into her car seat.
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"flowey. Hi flowey. Flowey"
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The purest form of adorable that exists was hitting me amidst my mundane morning
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I loved every single second of that flower picking moment
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A few nights later
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I was dreading bed time
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My 2 year old had been pushing my limits once again
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Throwing fits, being stubborn, and leaving me feeling drained
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Night after night
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I had no reason to believe tonight would be any different
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As we passed a window on the way into her room
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She stopped
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Admiring a beautiful magnolia tree in full bloom
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"Goodnight Floweys"
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"I love you Floweys."
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There I went
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Melting into a puddle on the ground
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Right then and there
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Thinking to myself
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"I love floweys too"
Here is my entire inspiration for this collection. Brought to you by my beautiful daughter, Esther and her love for "Floweys"
It's my pleasure as always to paint exactly this for you.
Until next time,
-Paige