Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer

I have been having a lot of work related stress lately and not really been myself, because I am letting it get to me. I stopped by to pick up Shasta from Carissa's house today. She has been babysitting Shasta for me (with the help of Mom and Dad). There is no better tranquilizer and stress reliever that a Grandkid!! She wanted to come home with me. Part of me was tired from all the stress I have been enduring, but I haven't kept her in a few weeks; so I brought her home with me. It was a wonderful decision for her to have a sleep over with Grammy.



We have had a wonderful girlie girl day! We have had pedicures, played with play dough, embroidered Sully (Monster Inc) on a "blue" tee shirt, eaten pretend food, not to mention real food (pizza, french fries, mac and cheese, carrots, ice cream, and root beer). Carissa has decided what she wants on the four tee shirts I have left to embroider for her. She has run Shasta ragged. I have had magic kisses and regular kisses. We have watched the Disney channel all afternoon.



She brought Lady and the Tramp II, but there was no movie in it. She was very upset and wanted me to "go get it" until she found Rudolph. I am sitting here watching the last part of Rudolph, because I am too lazy to get up and turn it off. Her and Shasta are curled up here by me sound asleep from all their playing today. She likes to watch a movie in my big bed before she goes to sleep. It makes it a lot easier to get her down at night, because she hardly every makes it through a movie without falling sound asleep.



She cried because she had to get in the tub and had decided if she had to take a bath she wanted to go home. Then it took me forever to get her out. She kept telling me just 10 more minutes Grammy. We brushed our teeth after she had her bath. I was washing my face and putting on my night creams, and she just wanted to watch. She asked questions about the different stuff I was putting on my face. She liked the bottles they were in. I explained to her that Grammy was old and had to put a lot of stuff on my face to moisturize it. She stood on her stool next to me and said, "Well, Grammy, I'm old too. I'm three now!" It was all I could do to keep from falling out on the floor laughing. She was so absolutley serious, that I could not laugh. We had a short conversation about getting older.



Needless to say, I am no longer stressed.



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