Tomorrow I travel to Nashville, Thursday I will sit in front of a sold out crowd with her and them as part of a workshop to help those in attendance learn more about the fine art of inspirational writing. Or here at moosh in indy “inspirational writing” is better known as TMI or OVERSHARE.
Eh, it’s what I do.
Now I know someone in the audience is going to be all “What? This girl has no idea what she’s talking about.” So to prove I know *something* I present you with the indispensable guide to small warm people that smell of milk and/or cookies on a regular basis.
Bums of any size in fuzzy footie jammies demand to be patted. See also “Lazy Dino Butt.”
The neck of a little person warmed by sunshine and slathered in sunscreen begs to be sniffed. Often.
Giggles from wee ones are better for ones soul than a full day at the spa and a new pair of shoes.
Hugging a tired little body that has been out playing in the fresh air is as close to hugging sunshine as we will ever get.
Warm sleeping cheeks are next to impossible not to nibble. Or kiss multiple times. Go ahead, I dare you to resist the peachfuzzy goodness. Especially if they are freshly bathed or ate a cookie before bed.
Stinky baby feet. (This becomes not as cute after about 2.)
Sweet baby breath. (Sweet baby breath has an expiration date no matter how well you supervise brushing and flossing.)
Freshly washed hair (bonus if there’s curls involved.)
Little sleeping hands, gold star if they smell like graham crackers and have a little bit of sticky stuff left on them from the day. Kiss the palm. Feel the happy.
Now I ask you.
What is your favorite place to take a hit off of a small human?
Are you able to come to Blissdom? If so who’s in for karaoke on Saturday night? And if you are able to come are you able to come to our workshop?
Can’t wait to see you.