Sunday morning. This morning she was grumpy. She's adorable when she's grumpy. That sounds patronizing, I know, but she is adorable when she's grumpy and I told her so, which only made her more so. Then I realized that I live with and love all seven dwarfs.
Usually, she is either Doc or Happy. Doc hectors me to floss, "have you called the dermatologist?", "watch out for that car", "don't follow so closely", "that shirt doesn't go with those pants".... Happy simply lights up the room.
She can be Dopey on occasion, as when the other day she absentmindedly asked "what's the capital of Copenhagen?" Then she was chagrined, but rarely is she Bashful; more often a pale form one might nickname EssCee (for self-conscious.)
Often in the am, Sleepy appears, especially after a sound nine hours.
Sneezy rarely appears, but such a ladylike Sneezy. I'm the one that blows the roof off.
We should have Disney's bluebirds flitting about, but I couldn't be any happier than to be living with one of my seven dwarfs, especially on a peaceful Sunday morning in spring.
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This is terrific! Love you both dearly !
ReplyDeleteHappy you're so Dopey in love and not too Bashful to admit it!
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