When your five year old is goals af
If you’ve been following me for awhile, you know how sassy and independent this chick is. She’s fearless, she’s confident, she’s got attitude for days, but she knows who she is and she owns it. And I fiercely admire that. I hope Mark and I (or her peers) don’t fuck that up for her because it’s so rad.
Anyway. There’s a story behind this photo.
I’ll set the scene.. it’s later in the afternoon, we’re all home from school and work, hanging out in the living room, being lazy. Out of the blue, Zoey stands up on the couch and strips down to her tank top and underwear, flinging her clothes across the room. (Oh how I wish her shirt would’ve landed on Mark’s head or something. LOL) This is a new thing for her.. walking around the house in a tank and her undies. I don’t know who she gets it from *side eye* but it’s pretty freaking funny.
About 30 mins later she disappears into the kitchen. We can hear her open the fridge, she’s moving stuff around, whining that she’s hungry. Mark suggests (from the living room) that she grab an apple or something healthy. No response, but she’s still in there, opening drawers and cupboards and we’re both looking at each other like, “wtf is she doing?” Yet neither of us can manage to get off our asses to see what she’s up to.. haha. Parenting.
A few moments later she waltzes into the living room carrying a carton of leftover Thai food, a fork, a Gatorade, and her stuffed bunny.
Then she says, “Mommy, will you turn the tv on in your room, please? I need some alone time.”
I gave her a look like seriously? And she gave me the same look back like seriously.
I can’t, you guys. Who is this tiny person?
This might be one of those moments that you had to be there for, but I wanted to document it because it made me fall in love with her a little bit more. I want to remember this booty shorts and carton of leftover Thai food and alone time thing forever.