True Love

The kids I work with are absolutely adorable.
Today one of my favorite little girls (you're not supposed to have favorites-but you do, get over it) was having a really really really difficult time leaving her mom. My favorite little boy decided that he would come over and show her how the magnets work. Keep in mind they have never met before and have both JUST turned 'fhree'. Anyway, he takes the two pieces of magnets and goes 'LOOK! (sticks it to the chair, laughs uncontrollably, then pulls it off and goes up to the very sad little blonde 'fhree' year old sobbing in my lap and puts the magnet to her lips)'. She immediately stops crying, bulges out her eyes and can't do anything the rest of the morning but follow him around with puppy dog eyes and a cute little blank look on her face. It was by far the cutest thing I have probably ever seen in my life.

I have a bug bite. It itches really very badly.
I didn't know I had it until I accidentally scratched it and now it won't stop.

Today I have an urge to be a brunette again. I liked being a brunette. I liked being a red head as well. I liked having six colors on my head at one point too. I did not like having polka dots. I did not like strawberry blonde. I did not like the orange transition period of red to natural blonde. I have enjoyed my recent blonde. However, in the past I have not enjoyed being platinum blonde. That was not fun. I felt like a hooker.

Secret: I have never wanted to stand on stilts. I do not like high unstable things.

I am starting to become very lonely and restless here in Manhattan.