Saturday, October 2, 2010


I was talking to myself I believe, as I was rushing back and forth from the house to the car, the car to the house - packing the gear, and the kids in the pouring rain. It wasn't just like one word. I was rambling. Sentences. Yes, just like those crazy people you see talking to themselves on the side of the road with their hands waving frantically. Okay, the hands weren't waving, but it was pretty damn close. 

I adjusted the rear view mirror before pulling out of the driveway and caught a glimpse of Ms. V in her car seat just staring at me blankly. I turned my head to her and said, "Do you think Mommy's crazy?" and without skipping a beat, without barely a breath in between, she said...'yeahhhh'. She is one and a half. She knows about ten words and 'yeahhh', wasn't one of them until I asked that question.  

My mouth fell open a little, okay a lot, and then I smiled. She took one look at me and broke out into a fit of giggles. I'm pretty sure she was laughing at me, not with me at that moment.

I have journals, diaries, letters, calendars and even post-it notes with things written that I never want to forget. They are scattered in drawers and on desks - and every once in a while I'm lucky enough to come across them.  When I do I'm instantly brought back to that moment, that feeling, that second. I want my children to know me. Know how I felt about them. How every moment they give me is special...even if they are more crazy moments then normal ones. 

So I have decided (and I hope you don't mind) if I share my story, my moments, my life with you...and one day maybe them (if they should ever come across this blog). You all are so gracious to let me capture your story. I want to make sure though I document mine.  Here. Now. In the moment. 

Meet little Ms. "V"...
She is funny.  She hates clothes but loves shoes. Gives a hearty 'mmmmmmmmm' when she tastes something she likes (takes after her Mama there). Recites the Chipmunk song (oooh, eee, oh ah ah, ting, tang, walla walla bing bang) and comes over and hugs me for no reason at all. 

Come to think of it - what was I eating when she did that? ; )


Anonymous said...

:)so Darn CUTE

Nichole said...