africa

So if you haven't heard already, working with two-year olds can be totally hillarious. 

(it can also be completely complicated.)

But... mostly just hillarious. 

Today, one of my dear homies who has sass like no other, awesome wild hair, and sings Harry Potter songs made my day. (She also calls me Africa.) During nap time she was over in her own little world on her mat, screaming on the top of her lungs, "Down by the station, early in the morning..." 

Realistically, it is impossible to ever get annoyed with this kid. She is just so dang funny. So I turn to her and say, "It's time to be quiet. It's nap time, lay down." So naturally she turns to me with her sassiest face and says, "SHHHH, Africa. SHHH."

Hero.