That was me, falling back to Planet Toddler.
Despite that auspicious start, the day was not too terrible. Therapy went well, the weather was outstanding, and PJ had another accident-free day! Pete has a few days off from work, so I am planning on catching up on some projects around the apartment and soaking in as much family time as possible!
To change tone for a second...the other night I saw this story:
I look at Malala Yousufzai, this beautiful young girl, so brave and determined...I think of myself at fourteen- I was ugly, had no self-esteem, and was barely brave enough to correct someone if they mispronounced my name. I went to school because I had to, because if I didn't, I could be in the choir. I learned because it's what I was supposed to do. There was never the idea that possibly, there was another young girl, somewhere in the world, who would do anything for the opportunity I took so casually. If someone had told me that by going to school I would be committing an act of bravery that might get me killed, I would have stayed the hell home. Malala was willing to face death to not only improve her life, but to be an example to young girls in Pakistan and all over the world.
To try and bring any kind of justice to her story is well beyond my capabilities- I feel like I'm bordering on word vomit and this story deserves so much more then that. To say that Malala's story is one of ambition, of bravery, of selflessness...it doesn't come close. I do know that as of right now, her flame is not out, she is continuing to fight for her life. So please. Please. Pray for this amazing soul.