Soccer selfie

Soccer selfie

I’ve been working at a coffee shop most mornings this week, as Ellie has a half-day dance camp going on and Zach has been visiting my parents. This particular coffee shop has free wifi and is usually half-full of bland-looking businessmen carrying on conversations at a volume that would make one think that they think their conversations are far more interesting than they actually are. Yesterday, however, the place was jam-packed with a whole bunch of folks celebrating Eid. They were dressed in fancy clothes and there were waffles everywhere. The atmosphere was very festive. It was nice to be party-adjacent while I typed away in WordPress.

For an hour or so there was a table of women next to me, about 5 or 6 of them, all of them wearing beautiful headscarves and accompanied by little kids. I know this is hardly an original sentiment, but it reminded me that all of us are really more alike than we are different. No matter where you go, you’ll find a group of moms, drinking coffee and trying to carry on a conversation while simultaneously trying to keep their kids from destroying the place.

Ellie and I have been having a lot of fun this week. It’s been great having some one-on-one time with her, although the constant interrogation occasionally proves to be a bit challenging, and also damaging to my idea of myself as someone who knows a lot of stuff. She asked me in the car yesterday, “What happens when the TOOTH FAIRY loses a tooth?” Well. Hmmm. I have no idea how to answer that.