King Zoë: 06.04.11

Dearëst Zoë,

You've had some exhausting days just lately. We're doing early exploration of career options it seems. Here are just a few you've tried out recently:

Housekeeping:

I was trying to clean up the house because one of Daddy's friends was coming for a visit. You were adamant about helping and wouldn't be distracted by Disney or puzzles. I was washing dishes at the time and sweating bullets about getting everything done in time. It's not easy to accept your help since it usually means watching all the word work I've just finished being eagerly undone by your chubby little hands. I had my back to you and I heard you clattering away with the mop and broom behind me in the living room. I partially turned to yell at you to leave it alone over my shoulder, but when I did, I caught sight of your face as you looked up at me. You were beaming. Your smile was filled with the happiness of a little girl who was proud to help her mama out. Instead of lecturing you like I intended, I praised the incredible job you were doing and grabbed a camera to document it. You giggled and ran away into the bedroom, dragging the mop behind you. As a daughter, you are the best, but if I need to hire a house cleaner, I hope you won't be offended if I look elsewhere.

Makeup Artist

You have a bold style and are unafraid of applying liberal splashes of color. You're also unafraid of climbing to the dining room table to reach my purse, rifling through it till you find my new lipstick and then puckering up like I taught you and smearing it round and round your mouth. You took initiative and also applied some color to your upper and lower eyelids. I don't know what inspired you to do that as I've never put on eyeshadow around you so I'm crediting that to your own creativity. Your Daddy was impressed with your Joker mug as pictured above and kisses were bestowed all around.