Spring Break

So my three children are out on Spring Break this week. And now I need a break. In addition to my three, I have an additional three here with me today....have yet to have a minute to myself, and yes, Sophie is still talking.

How do I explain this phenomenon in our house? I was blessed with three beautiful, healthy, vibrant and very different children. For many years I was the Momma of two boys. Very fun, very cool. Im pretty good with my little dudes, I know them very well. They love me. And yet, I longed for a daughter, and my prayers were answered. I now have a gorgeous, hilarious not quite four year old Princess who rules my roost in her plastic tiara. While Talking all the while...

And just so you know, she's no dim bulb, this child. She has had the most quality one on one time with her Momma of the three of my children. Its not favoritism or anything like that folks....its just the way the cards fell. She gets a lot of attention. She's the last in line. I was working like a dog when Jack was a baby, running a daycare when Mason was a wee one, and Sophie is fortunate. She comes to work with her mother at a library. What better beginnings are there than that? Preschool and the library and at home with Momma. So, she's smart, a smart ass, and did I yet mention she likes to talk. She wakes up in the middle of the night talking. She talks all day. We talk a lot. She spends lots of time with Momma, and she knows how to work Momma over too.

Tom comes home for lunch:
" Here's your Princess Daddy!" and then continues to talk over me the entire lunch or to interject our conversations with her own questions and observations. As if her three year old insight had somehow escaped us. Ive tried to tell her how rude it is.
" I gotta drop it like its hot."
" Im hungry."
": Is your Mommas name is Sue?"
"My Mommas name is Joannah."
" I'm sorry I'm so annoying." And sometimes, Im at a loss for words. Well, you are annoying. So there.


Tom bought me a puppy for Valentines Day. A tiny Shih Tzu named Harleigh, whom I lovingly call Harlo Kisses. Well, Sophie thinks Shih Tzu is about the FUNNIEST WORD IN THE WORLD.

Let me make my case. My Mom watches her on Tuesdays for me. When I pick her up Mom says, I understand you let my granddaughter say badwords? ( She's smiling folks) I respond, What?! No I dont.

Sophie says, " Momma, youre a liar, you let me say Shit sue! he he! "

She had loads of fun telling her teacher at school that she got a new Shit Sue puppy too. I hope to god she didnt follow with the bad word story. Im too embarassed to ask.