TL;dr aka I Promised You A Short Post

Sunday night is here again already. I hate Sunday nights. They bring that unfortunate and yet recurring reminder that another ridiculously hectic work week lies in wait, full of rushing here and there and everywhere, full of too little sleep, too much work, and not enough fun. This Sunday night, I'm reflecting on my first week of blogging, still fretting over the header that has yet to be created that my fantastically creative and tech-savvy friend Mike saw me fretting over and created for me (see above, isn't it FAB? <3 him!!), the layout I find still a little basic and juvenile, wondering when is going to be a good time to start networking / promoting this baby of mine, still in its infancy and yet like a child, full of promise. Which brings me to the realization that I've already twice broken my TL;dr rule. 3 posts, 2 of which were so long, that if they were featured by anything but my 4 favorite blog-ladies, I probably would have skipped over them myself.

So tonight, as I watch Monday Night Football (yes, I'm that kind of girl), and agonize over my brutal tooth pain, and realize I'm going to have to seek out the aid of a dentist in the morning, I commit myself to a short post.

Tonight, as my daughter was climbing into bed, while I was selecting her clothes for preschool tomorrow, she was laying on her back, playing with her Mickey & Minnie stuffed animals, sing-songing some kind of story to them, which she does often during this time of night. It makes me sad to say, but I'm often in such a rush to get everyone to bed and complete the night's chores, that I don't usually listen to whatever it is she's singing. For some reason though, tonight it caught my attention:

"I love my Mommy sooo much. She is sooo nice and I love her sooo much, la la la."

I crossed the room immediately and bent down to give her "Eskimo-mos" as we call them (you probably just call them Eskimo Kisses but we're dorks). "Well your Mommy loves you too, so so much. I hope you know what a beautiful girl you are, and how lucky I am to have you as a daughter, especially when you're being nice, like this!" I had to kind of laugh as I said that, as you'll come to know my daughter, she is 98% sweet as pie and 2% HOLY COW.

"I hope I have a daughter some day, Mommy."
"Well, I hope you do too, Bug."
"Why, Mommy?"
"Because I hope she brings you as many smiles as you bring me."

She smiled the warmest, most adorable little smile as she rolled over, cuddling Mickey & Minnie as I tucked her in and she began to drift off to sleep, and my heart melted into a thousand tiny droplets of Momlove, oozing for this lovely girl that is mine-all-mine.