or 10, or 8, who knows
do kids even have ages any more?
arent they on the metric system yet?
anyways, Kyla is my favorite niece. shes keeps it real. i like that.
it’s good to keep kids guessing.
i talked with her on the phone yesterday as i was getting my oil changed.
at first kyla seemed a little grumpy that she was a year older
but then when we talked about the presents she received at her party
she pepped right up.
she was happy to have a new digital camera
and a colorful bag.
“a purse or a backpack?” i asked.
“like um like a messenger bag,” she said, “which is good because i lose stuff a lot.”
she then said,
“oh and I got a shirt that says ‘I’m Awesome’. BECAUSE I AM!”
and then super fast she said, “heres Jo.”
she doesn’t call my mom grandma
she calls her her name.
etienne used to say kyla was our daughter.
cuz she sorta exactly looks like what our kid would look like.
and act like.
hard to disagree with weird truths.
“love you!” she screamed in the background
when she realized she forgot to say it.