Unravel

Chanelle likes to tie things. And when I say tie I don’t mean the bunny-ear-loopdy-loop-wrap-around-pull, there your shoe is tied, kind of tie. I’m talking the twist, pull, twist again, pull tighter and repeat about a dozen times until a string is so closely attached to another item it will take an act of God to unravel it. An act of God or a sharp as a scalpel pair of scissors, that is. Sometimes, she ties things that we don’t want to cut so we have to take our time an unravel it, rather than take a pair of scissors to it.

We have found strings tightly wrapped from one door to another. We have found ribbon decorating the legs of our bar stools. Necklaces cling to animals. Belts hold various items in place. I’m not sure if this is just typical 4-year old behavior or if Chanelle is unique, but we are constantly finding things that we have to unravel. Just last week, in fact, I finally cut Chanelle’s “pet” hamster free from her dresser drawer. . . the place it had called home for the last six months. (No, the hamster was not real.)

Currently, my brain feels like a string in Chanelle’s hands. Inside there are thoughts, ideas, and topics that are just waiting to be released. . . but first, I need to unravel them. Sometimes, unraveling takes time.

Bear with me, okay?

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I can’t let any more time go by, however, without drawing attention to September. What? When did that happen?

With the turn of the calender I entered my final month of my 365-project. Last month is complete. . .