MY LIFE

My life with Sophie...consists of cleaning up a gallon of grape juice which she spilled all over the kitchen because SHE enjoys climbing on the counter. It consists of chasing her little bare butt around the house trying to put a diaper on her, only to end up watching her climb on the toilet herself and go tinkles! It consists of me tiptoeing around a big, muddy puddle and then turning around to see her drudge right through the middle of it, shoes and all. It consists of walking into my room to see her with my hot pink nail polish painted all around her mouth and eyes:) It also consists of finding her in my purse for the 100th time eating all my gum. Needless to say I am always on my toes and constantly laughing at the cute way she reacts to each adventure she pursues! If Sophie could be a topping on ice-cream, she would be messy chocolate sauce!
My life with Billy...consists of hugs, snails and puppy dog tails! He is a hugging machine and can be so sweet, and then the next minute he is walking around the house with a strange pet that looks like a type of Beetle, calling him Tommy. It consists of watching him pick up any bug, snail, ant, or spider. And it also consists of the word STOP, stop hurting the dog, stop pulling the dogs tail, stop laying on the dog, stop wrestling the dog. It consists of the easiest potty training endeavor known to man (way to go Billy), along with hearing all day long, "Your stupid, your poopoo!" Needless to say I laugh my head off watching what he will do next and wondering what goes through his mind! If Billy could be a topping on ice-cream, he would be gummy bears!
My life with Sydney...is never dull or mundane. She keeps me in line and protects our family from anything bad; spiders, dogs, other people. With her, my life is patterned. She helps with the dishes, but hates picking up her room. She helps with the dog, but hates picking up her room. She helps with bringing the toys in when it rains, but hates picking up her room. I hear a lot of whining and complaining all day long mixed with a lot of bossy undertones and intensified wants! My life with her feels as if I am the daughter and she is the mother. With the way she gently and forcefully tells everyone what to do and her constant love of family. She carries those dolls around and gives them all names like they are real to her. No daughter has ever been so dutiful! If Sydney could be a topping on ice-cream, she would be rainbow sprinkles.
My life with Sierra...consists of DRAMA! It consists of unconditional love and a constant willingness to help others. I can see myself through her eyes. With the way she talks back and yells at everyone (do I do that? Never!) to how forgiving she can be. In my life with Sierra I am constantly reminded of how soon I am going to make Jason buy a shot gun to ward off all the guys. My life consists of hearing about who is marriage material and who is secretly flirting with her and listening to why Missy Prissy on the bus just stares at her weird. And lately I have grown to love all the meaningless conversation she gives to me since she is now on summer break. I forgot how wonderful it is to have her home all day long to listen to her explain how things work and why things happen and wondering how many minutes she can talk to me without taking a breath of air! Then there's the drama of what she should wear for the day, and me explaining ten times why she should wear shorts and not pants in 93 degree, 100% humidity:0 If Sierra could be a topping on ice-cream, she would be bananas, chocolate sauce, whip cream, and don't forget the cherry!
My life with a pilot/flight student...amazing, stressful, roller coaster ride. It consists of more love every day, learning patience, and much helicopter vocabulary: collective, throttle, auto rotation, mast bumping, torque, engine failutre, etc.
WELCOME TO MY WORLD!