7 year old girl

Tucking Mimi into bed. She wants to sleep on the floor tonight, so we've got 5 of my quilts beneath her and 2 on top. We discuss if it's better to be a fairy or a mermaid and then we sing a song together. Earlier today she made me a pair of earrings from my own supplies and wore her roller skates for a solid 10 hours, including skating through our house, a neighbors house a skating rink and a Barbie movie. Earlier this week i squealed with delight when she emerged from school covered in paint the way she had planned that day for art class. (She wants to look like her art teacher, who wears flowing skirts covered in paint) And I wonder, why did no one tell me that having a 7year old girl is the best thing ever?

The design director takes on jewelry

Mimi told me this am that she wanted to make "real" jewelry. So we pulled out my old beads and I showed her a few pointers and she was off and running.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

The LACMA rock comes to town

For the past 10 days, the largest mass moved since the pyramids has been traveling across southern CA. It's headed to live permanently at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, which is right here in our life... The truck carrying it is the size of a football field and it has to go between 2-5 mph in a special route through LA only moving between 10pm-6am.
It's kind of a big deal. :)
I heard it was coming just a few blocks from our house and thought I'd go see it. Then I realized this is something that will forever be a part of LA history and my kids will see the rock at the museum from now on. They'll take their kids to see the rock. "All right... They're 7 and almost 6, they'll remember this." I decided to wake them up and get them out running through LA with me to make this memory.
Daddy has been out of town for a few days and he made it in the door just as it was time to leave to go see the rock! Kendra came with us and we raced down the streets of West Adams to catch it. We got to see it cross over the 10 freeway. We chased it down the street... By the way, 3mph is fast when you're carrying a 60lb child.
As we drove home, I sighed with happiness. I'm so so glad we did this. I'm writing this at 1am, daddy is finally asleep after his long work week, the kids are trying to fall asleep after all that adrenaline... And I'm sitting here, grateful for the opportunity to give them this memory.