"I Love Pink Dumb!"

Hannah is here this morning for a short visit. First we chewed some pink gum. Then she wanted me to go over to 'Bammah's' house and play inside her little tent (remember the melamine tent?) though I'm really supposed to be working. I guess spending time with her inside the tent *might* be described as work. 

Trying to understand what Hannah is saying is certainly not easy so one might call that work though it's really just a bit more of a challenge. I like hanging out with her regardless. I know she knows what she is saying and that matters way more than me knowing what she's saying. When she asks for gum, she says, "POD, got any pink dumb?" Even if I didn't have any gum, I could answer that question in the affirmative. I gots a lot a dumb.

Someone gave Hannah a little make-up kit that comes in a sparkly pink box with a big gold ribbon. First thing Hannah's 'Bammah' did was check to see if the make-up was made in China. The sparkly pink box says it's made in China but the actual make-up comes from Australia. (Any melamine there?) 

Should I apply garish pink nail polish and blue eye shadow on a 3 year old? Too bad, I'm doing it! By the time the poor self-esteem issues set in and yo-yo dieting begin, I'll be long gone -- oh, wait, maybe not! If I'm gone Hannah will remember me for my pink dumb and my Kevin Aucoin-like ability to apply make-up. (Kevin is dead now though he was a great make-up artist. I bet he could make me look like Hannah if he were alive and willing. Talk about a challenge.)

At least Hanna took the time to do her hair today unlike someone else I know.