I am tripped out by my kids.
They drive me absolutely crazy but in a good way. Well not when they are dumping an entire bag of cereal on the floor or fighting. The fact is these little boogers are smart. Too smart and they awe me in every way.
Right now the girls are going through a stage that they want to dress however they want. That picture at the top Savannah has her night-time pajama on backwards. However, she said she likes it better that way. Why? Because people “behind her can see that she loves the Little Mermaid”. Screw everyone in front of her. I don’t agree with anything they pick out BECAUSE IT DOESN’T MATCH!
Yet, since they are fiercely trying to be independent in this fashion, I regrettably let them. I just bought sunglasses so no one will recognize the two trainees for Ringling Circus!
And really as long as these chicks let me cut their corn dogs to pieces and cry for kisses on their boo boos, I can survive this.
Sienna my middle baby girl is feisty. I have no idea where she gets this. Seriously. She must have the last word FOR.EVERYTHING! And she is soo witty. Sometimes I have to leave the room to laugh when she does something bad cause her reasoning is beyond this world. She tells me everyday that she wants to turn 5yo but doesn’t want to grow up. She recently said boys are for carrying groceries. I have no idea where she gets this from. Seriously because I am not as … smart.
I’ll say something and if I feel its funny I will repeat it and repeat over and over all day … cause its all I got. Don’t worry I am not quitting my day job… which is this.
And my son …. oh dear God! He is like ET. He walks like him ET. Like he walks with his hips. And he talks like him to. He walks around saying one or two words. It’s so cute.
“Bad Na Na.” That’s what he calls his oldest sister.
“Tea Mama.” He loves iced tea.
“Spew Spew!” He shoots little guns.
However, we are just in awe of this little guy cause he is so athletic. Soooo athletic. He is only 2 but he can throw far and he understands about throwing a spiral with the football. For his most recent birthday, we got him a t-ball set.
Dudes! We didn’t even have to teach him how to hold the bat and swing. He did it all on his own! So his life has already been outlined for him. He is going to play football or baseball but preferably football. He is going to play at UT Austin and then get drafted to the NFL. Hopefully stay local and get drafted to the Cowboys! Ok, he can pick which ever team he wants as long as it’s not the Steelers, Patriots, or Saints.
I plan to be the psychotic mother that WILL DO ANYTHING to get her baby whatever he wants. Whoa can we say I might be channeling Psycho or even the mother from Jason!
Ladies be warned!