She thinks she’s magic.

Rylie, Gus and I went to the little grocery store in town yesterday.  Quick trip.  Construction on our road, whiny kids, messy house, just put something on we have to get bacon for dinner QUICK TRIP.

Put on your shoes, Girl Friend! OHMYWORD why does it take 25 minutes to get out of this house EVERY TIME?!

Ry left wearing stripes, dots, and church sandals.  I was actually dressed and had a belt on.  I know.  Pick yourself up off the floor.  Gideon was in a shirt, no pants, no shoes. Rock and roll.

We made it to the parking lot.  We made it to the bacon.  We made it to the check out.

Gus and I made it out the door, but Rylie was nowhere to be found when I turned around.  Oh, wait.  There she is… still inside.  Just standing there, looking at me on the other side of automatic exit doors.

Rylie!  Come ‘on!  Let’s GOOOOOOOOO.

Mahm! she yelled. [read: MOM!]


MAHM! she yelled again, with a grin.

I took a step forward to physically retrieve her.

She yelled with all her might “AH PIN!” [read: OPEN!]

And, obeying the little tyrant, the doors opened. 

And she walked through.

And then she stopped in front of the second set of doors and yelled, “AH PIN!”

And the doors opened.

She calmly stepped next to me, Gus-in-the-carseat, and our bag of essentials.

With the automatic doors closing slowly behind her, she looked up at me and explained:

 “Ah Pin.”

Yes, Dearest.  Open.

Rylie, you ARE magic.


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TexasNorth is a little farm in Western Michigan. It's home to 5 chickens, 25 longhorn cattle, a coonhound (Banjo), 1 barn cat, a husband, and 3 ridiculously funny children. The mom of this zoo has been known to mow the lawn in a skirt and roast marshmallows after dark. View all posts by texasnorth

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