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Once Upon a Time….

My daughter wanted me to read a story. Without a book in hand, I simply made one up. 😉

Once upon a time, because she thinks all stories start that way, there was a little girl named Claralynn. She loved to sing, dance, and play all day.

She got out of bed one morning, changed her clothes, and then flew down the stairs. (Maybe she quite literally flew! It’s a story and within such things, anything can be true!) She felt so hungry that she could eat a house, though, why would you want to eat a house? So, she grabbed an apple and devoured it. Still hungry, she looked through the cupboard and found cheese crackers. (Who doesn’t love a good cheese cracker now and then?) So, she ate those too!

La la la la, she was singing a little tune. She envisioned a furry red Muppet named Elmo. Together, they sang his song Elmo’s world and played with his fish, Dorothy. After awhile, Elmo had to go. Other kids want to see him too, he’s quite the popular fellow, don’t you know? So, they sang one more song and then it was time to move on.

Next, she wandered through the house, which became a rainforest. Rain, rain, go away! But it wouldn’t go away, not just yet. While taking in the new view, Wyatt flew by. Claralynn exclaimed, “Super Why!” He turned, smiled, and waved hello. Claralynn waved back. He and his merry band of Super Readers landed and decided to play with her in the trees for awhile.

As the rain slowed, it was time for them to go. They said their goodbyes and she made her way through the rainforest. She went into the familiar living room she’s known for as long as she can recall. (To a toddler, as long as she can recall isn’t long to us, but to her it’s a lifetime.) She turned on some music. She decided then to have a dance party. She danced for what felt like hours.

Dancing can sure tire a little girl out, so Claralynn switched the music from party music to lullabies. She laid down on the couch and covered herself up with her favorite purple blanket. It felt soft upon her bare arms. She snuggled into it and soon she was asleep.

Awhile later, Claralynn awoke. She grabbed a cup of milk and a peanut butter sandwich, had herself a late lunch, and then decided it was time to play again. She put her dishes in the sink, because that’s where dirty dishes go after all.

Claralynn went potty on the toilet, because that’s what big girls do and after she washed her hands, she put on her shoes and went outside to play. She saw her friend and he saw her too. He waved and she waved back. They ran around, kicking a brightly colored ball for awhile and then decided to go on the slide. They took turns, as that’s what polite people do. (Gotta teach them young, you know!)  Later, they rode on rockets to the moon. Within your head, it takes but moments to make the journey. Before long, they were standing on the moon, looking at their world far below. “The world is so small!” Exclaimed Claralynn.” Her friend nodded vigorously.

They explored the moon for a bit. Looking at the galaxy around them was so wondrous. After a little while, they found that they missed home though. So, they ate a quick snack (nom nom nom) and flew home. Traveling to the moon and back took longer than they thought. It was getting late. Her friend needed to go to back to his house. (Surely his mommy and daddy were missing him so!) They said their farewells and she watched him walk down the street a little before heading in.

Claralynn saw dinner on the table and climbed onto a chair between her mommy and daddy. As fun as her solo adventures had been, it was nice to be with her family again. (I’m thinking they were there all the while, but sometimes a girl just needs to feel like she’s doing things on her own.)

After dinner, she went potty on the toilet, again, my what a truly big girl Claralynn is! Then, it was bath time. She was washed from head to toe. Among the bubbles and foam letters, her day’s adventures fell away. She splashed water all over. There was a small pool on the floor. (Maybe she’d play there later too!)

After her bath, she put her pjs on. She got a cup of milk, sat on her mommy’s lap, and daddy started to read one of her favorite stories about settling down for the night. “Read book!” Claralynn shouted when he finished. Okay, little lady, one more book. This time, her mommy read about green eggs and ham. After spending time with Sam I Am, it was time to brush teeth. So she did just that! (Ooh sparkly!)

She gave her mommy and daddy their nightly hugs and kisses, squeezes too! She went upstairs, climbed into bed, laid down her head, and cuddled with one of her Mickey Mouse toys, don’t forget about Minnie! With her lullabies playing once more, it wasn’t long before she drifted off. Sweet dreams of her fun day began and fun ideas for tomorrow filled her head too. Goodnight, my sweet sleepy head. God bless you, my love. See you in the morning, then new adventures will begin.

***pictures taken by me, of the inspiration for this story, miss Claralynn herself***

A Journey to Becoming Me

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I was determined to avoid looking like I’d just rolled out of bed 20 minutes ago and thought I was doing well too. That was until I was in the café I frequently went to, waiting for my friend to arrive, and looked in the decorative mirror on the wall and saw chunks of sleep in my eyes.

I looked around, feeling a bit embarrassed, to see if anyone was watching. When I was satisfied that everyone was busy, either glued to their smart phones, eating, or staring off into their own little worlds, I hurriedly got the gunk out of my eyes and checked the mirror a few times until I succeeded.

I was zoned out, thinking about nothing in particular, when I heard a loud clutter of pans hit the floor in the kitchen. Looking up from my reverie, I could see the cook putting one on the counter and heard him muttering to himself. Well, it appears as if I’m not the only one having a rough morning.

My friend is nearly never late, wonder where she is, it’s been almost been 45 minutes. I hear the rumbling my stomach is making and begin contemplating ordering my food. It’s a good thing I’m a regular here or I’m sure they would have been done with me just drinking cup after cup of coffee.

An hour and a half has gone by since I arrived and I’ve decided it’s time to eat. I look for Sasha, so I can place my order.

“Hey, Sasha, I don’t think Autumn is coming. I’m just going to go ahead and order now.” I told her once I’d gotten her attention.

“Sounds good, Felicity, your usual then?” she grinned.

“Actually, I was just thinking it’s time to be a little less predictable. So, let’s make it French toast today.” I smiled back.

“They say change is the spice of life.” Sasha said and winked at me.

“Yeah, it could be. I’m just tired of my days feeling like I’m a part of Groundhogs Day. I need to shake things up a bit.” I said with what was sure to be my infamous grimace.

“I hear ya, girl, I hear ya. So, any other changes you plan on making today?” she asked.

“I’m not sure, might just start small.” I said thoughtfully.

“Well, we all have to start somewhere.” she said and went to greet a new customer.

I was halfway through eating when Autumn rushed over and sat down. She had dry tear stains and smudged makeup on her face. Oh, there’ll be a good explanation for her being late, no doubt.

“Hey, sorry I’m late, Fel. I had a very rough morning and last night wasn’t so great either.” she started.

“I can tell. What did Nick do this time?” I asked, trying not to sound insensitive. I really don’t like that guy at all, but he hangs the moon and stars in her eyes. Still, after five years of this, you’d think she’d have tired of it by now. 

“Really, girl, really?” she said with a touch of anger. After a brief pause, she continued on.

“Okay, so I suppose that wasn’t uncalled for. But, this time it has nothing to do with him. He’s actually away on business and so he hasn’t been around to pick fights. No, this is far more serious than our little spats. I found out my cousin, James, you remember him don’t you? Well anyway, I found out he’s in need of kidney replacement and he’s pretty low on the wait list. I’m scared for him. He’s looking to come here to wait and for the surgery. I want to help him, but he and Nick really don’t get along, I mean, worse than you two. I don’t know what to do.” she said, sounding stressed out.

Well. I do have a spare room. But, he and I dated years ago, only briefly and she doesn’t know about that, so I don’t know if that’s a wise idea. But, the more I look at Autumn and see how worried she is about him, the more I decide that perhaps I should help.

“Hun, I have a spare room, as you know, and I can easily put my art stuff elsewhere for a little while to give him somewhere to stay for awhile.” I told her, half hoping she wouldn’t take me up on my offer.

“Oh, Fel, that is wonderful of you to offer! I’ll text him right now and tell him! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Have I told you that you’re the best lately?” She smiled brightly.

“Not since Tuesday, so I think you were overdue.” I smiled warmly back at her. Well, so much for starting small, I thought, stuffing more French toast in my mouth.

 

 

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