My Kid Rocks

One thing I will always love about Sofia is her unfailing optimism. On Monday she was diagnosed with a case of toxic synovitis, a temporary arthritic condition in children that is unpleasant but fortunately sounds a lot worse than it actually is. She's been recovering well, but even today she was limping around like a pimp looking to collect his cut. On top of that, this afternoon she apparently took a shot from a shopping cart just below her left eye, gave herself a hickey on her right arm from sucking it so hard and almost knocked out her remaining front tooth while playing on a slide. Her tooth was still loose this evening, so I took her to a soft-serve ice cream place for "dinner". For anyone else, today would have almost certainly qualified as a Grade-A bummer. Three bites into her ice cream, though, she looked at me with a big, chocolate-covered grin and said, "Daddy, this is the best day!" God, how could I not love this kid?

Sofia in Rittenhouse Square; May 13, 2012