Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Slow Down ...





...Some Days when I look at you I can not believe how fast you are growing up...
Today was one of those days. We went school shopping for awhile and looked at all new styles. I tried to explain to you that they are really " old " styles from the 80's { " what are the 80's ?" }. I explained that I used to wear clothes like that when I was younger .. { " When were you younger ?" ..." In the 80's" ..." Mom, I don't get it. But please don't wear the same clothes as me, Ok? " } Sigh ..
You tried on endless outfits and paraded around in hats and wild patterned clothing. I kept my patience even with Silas in tow and your BFF skipping all around the store trying to convince me that I should purchase her a few outfits as well.
There were moments when I found myself just staring at you. Marveled at how articulate you were about choosing things to try on ... amazed at how pretty you are and how much I wished that you would just stop growing so fast..
You had your moments though today, where you pushed a few limits... running in the isles , eating way too many cookies and picking on your brother just to name a few .
But there are those moments when I look at you and even though you are growing up ... I still see that lippy pout baby girl who warmed my heart with her giggles and wet kisses. The little babe who would have a pacifier in each hand in a life grip on the one in her mouth...The cutie who fell asleep before she could blow out her first candle on her cake.
That's my Girl ... only now she is taller and brighter and even more of a challenge.
You continue to warm my heart and stretch my patience everyday. And I love you more and more for it.
Now ...about that hat ...

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Moments Today ..

If you are anything like me .. or have a household like mine you would know that no day begins quietly .. smoothly or without incident.
As a mom of three .. Not to mention being a part time parent to my significant other ... you have to be prepared for some excitment in your day.
We were forced into life this morning at 6:12 am by Fisher. He is not one of the two legged children .. but the wildest of the two four legged ones. He was up .. and something had him perplexed.. He was barking .. howling and bouncing his kennel all over my artroom floor.
" are you kidding me " I was thinking .. hair straight up ..heart pounding and all of a sudden realizing I was desperate need of a drink of water. So down the stairs i went to see what this wild animal could be so upset about. I checked the door first .. no one there. I went in to the room and found him frantly barking at .. himself .. yes , I apparently forgot to replace one of my large mirrors when I was moving things around.
I stood there him looking at me then his reflection and back at me .... Yes Fisher .. This is a very embarressing moment for you . He was now wagging his tail all chipper and happy to see me .. Great , I'm up.
I let him outside and turn around to find the three two legged wonders staring at me ..
" So .. mom , What's for Breakfast ?"