Something about Children

Kids ! For instance:

#4 walks into the room-"Mom, I want to color."

"Yeahoooo! not an electronic request", I think to myself- and proceed to jump up and grab the crayons.

The serious 4 year old looks at me and says," Mom, your hair is BEAUTIFUL!" I still have it in the post shower rubber-banded wad on the back of my head. I was already getting him what he wanted... so, it's not like he was trying to fluff my butter....it must be true! -OR- He has discovered that flattering Mom can have its rewards and he is testing the boundaries...?

Example # 2:

Two-year-olds.

...probably enough said, but- just in case you have never lived with one, here is some advice:

Do not let them design your wardrobe for the upcoming season

or you may look like this:

#5 even has her own fashion slave to do her very cute, albeit opinionated bidding.
I personally like the belt. It adds just the right accent to the belly-curvature.

If you wonder why some of the poses on this blog are not so posey it's because this two-year-old hates- I mean in a detestful manner- hates having her picture taken. We have many snipits in our photo collection of escaping two-year-old body parts.

On a side note: I have been struggling with an small identity crisis. My baby calls me "Dad". Some of our kids, including #5, called their father "Mom" when they were very little. I thought it was rather funny and cute, but I have been "Dad" for the past 2 months. Every time # 5 comes running into the room to talk to me, sees me in the morning, or comes in from play to find me she sweetly yells, "Hey Dad!" I can't convince her that my name is Mama. Ugh!

Oh,.... and the dog has taken over the lawnmower and turned it into a hammock. Maybe I should learn to use that thing.