The Naughty Number 9.
School House Rock video for multiplying 9's. It's not referring to my Big Apple at all.
I called the Big Apple from the grocery store the other day, to ask her what kind of cake she wanted me to get. "Mama, can we just have a homemade cake?" Music to this mama's ears. "Well, Big Apple, is there something you want me to get to put on TOP of the cake?" "No, Mama...I just want to use some of the toys I already have." More music to this mama's ears.
"Mama? Can I make the cake by myself?" This is normally something I LOVE to do for my children on their birthdays...because one of the things I do really well...it's decorate a cake. But she really wanted to do it, and I couldn't turn her down. So the night before her birthday, I turned her loose in the kitchen. She did great!
I only wish she had felt better today. We didn't get to sew together like I had originally planned. She spent the day on the couch, sipping ginger ale and broth.
We are demanding a birthday do-over.
But I do have to say, that number 9 is a naughty one. The way it kind of sneaks in and takes away your little girl in the middle of the night....replacing her with half grown young lady....A young girl who is brilliant, and vibrant, and eager to make her way in the world.