angelic are the lashes of every single child who slumbers contended. My niece is napping on this big bed while I write to you and the family resemblance is uncanny when they are unconscious. she reminds me so much of her older cousin. Angelic is definitely the word that comes to mind, but by wakes eye openers, she's a demon for sure!
Don't get me wrong. They all are. Lobo was the sweetest tot when asleep and even quite behaved out in public but a heathen at home to me. This little monkey is a heathen 24/7 like her father was and into everything. I can't stay mad at her because when she is in a good mood it erases all the precocious antics she committed out of curiosity. She is a beautiful kid. Most are and I wonder fondly how she will fare as she gets older and becomes jaded as did her cousins. We all do. At some points in our lives the righteous and diligent goodness in us yields temporarily to the heathen that will rob your grandmother of her knickers if given half the chance. I don't recall ever having slept so soundly. Not as a youth anyways and am glad she is so comfortable with me. Of course she has her father and mother fooled for her preference is them as it should be and she carries on like a victim of heinous crimes involved against nature when I fetch her to my room to allow them a break to accomplish put aside tasks. Just today she ran and clung to her father's leg like I was King Kong and I was going to snatch her up and climb a tall building and deny her access. Tears broke his heart and I assured him she will be fine in a matter of minutes. Only it was more like seconds and he wasn't even around to notice as he headed outside to do some yard work. I get a big kick out of the fact they don't believe me and how she will carry on again the next time forever scarring my good reputation and name with my brother and her mother. And I will forgive her again when she comes up to me tonight and gives me her sweet little kisses and hugs that tell me I do matter after all.
As for the demon side of things. I enjoy those moments too. My own little demon makes me so proud to see her defending her own even when she knows I will intervene to keep her honest in her endeavors. She butts heads so often with her uncle and neither he nor she realizes how much alike they are. Both thinking they are superior to the other when we all know I am top kitty around here! (lol) I seem to manage to draw a great deal of attention to myself when I am at my worst so I guess I earn the stripes I get. and Lobo does this easily too. Either way I have come to embrace my own inner demons and let them roam free from time to time but with close supervision so as not to create much fuss with the natives. I look forward to tomorrow and the many moods of the wee one and my own wee one as well.~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves.
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