my sidekick

there are plenty of moms that write, in blogs, books, or otherwise, about how their children (daughters in particular), are their 'best friend'. i always thought that seemed a bit odd. i mean, how could a 16 month old and a 31 year old have enough things in common to label their relationship as such. but greta and i were out taking a walk this morning and it occurred to me that i get it now.
i'm not saying that greta is my bestie. i'm just saying that when you spend as much time together as we do, you know each other in ways that some might consider a sort of friendship. looking down at her walking right by my side, i decided it was like having a sidekick. there we were, on a actual walk. wasn't it just yesterday that she was swaddled in a blanket, completely helpless and tiny?? and now we're WALKING. together. sure...we don't get far. but there she is. by my side.
and we do have great conversation. the latest one that occurs about 20 times a day goes like this,"
door slams, stairs creak, some noise occurs...
Greta: "papa?"
Melanie: "no, papa's at work, remember?"
G: "guys?"
M: "yes, that sound was the guys who are working on your new room upstairs"
G: "guys!!!"
M: "yep"
G: "busy!"
M: "those guys sure are busy working on your room, aren't they?"
like i said...stimulating conversation. and this afternoon, we shared a thin mint. she had two tiny bites. and 20 minutes later, she said, "more cookie". if we're not best friends, we sure do have similar taste in sweets.
my sidekick also helped me prepare a pot roast this morning. check out the above video of her tossing the carrots in. oh, and did i mention she ate a piece of raw onion??
so, let's call her my sidekick. the cutest, funniest sidekick there ever was. one who laughs at my jokes, thinks my singing voice is fabulous, and who gives kisses out for free.