Poppy is definitely my girl in so many ways. First, for better or worse she seems to be almost a little carbon copy of me. (Scary for those of you who know me, I know.) But really, when Poppy, Sweet Pea and I are out shopping together, people always look at the girls and nod toward Poppy as they say; "She's certainly her mother's daughter." In other words, if you held up her current photo to one of mine taken at her age, they could be mistaken for being photos of the same person.
She can also be very firm in her convictions and will make a great movie and/or stage director one day. She loves to give people detailed instruction on how to play with a toy or what lines to say when playing "Ariel and King Triton."
However, the most telling feature linking Poppy to being just like me is that not only can she watch the same movie over and over about 30 times in one week (well, maybe not 30 but it certainly feels like that to KB and I) and she notices something new each time, but more importantly is the fact that it's not even June and she's already jonesing for the Holidays. How do I know? Well, the other day she had to watch "A Christmas Story". Or as she describes it; "You know, the one where the bad kid makes the other kid stick out his tongue and then he's stuck to the pole and the firefighters come and rescue him. That's the movie I want to watch, PLLEEEAASE!"
Of course, we watched it. Of course, we enjoyed it. Of course, it's not even June yet, and I usually don't throw in a holiday dvd or cd until about July but I just loved it. I loved that she thought of it. I love that we cuddled as we watched it and pretended it was snowing outside (again, another one of Poppy's directives). I just love that she shares one of my passions. Bring on the holidays! We're ready!
