Baboo ..... that is what I call my 4 yr old. She is a little stinker and a half. Super smart and super sassy. This morning, this snowy Friday morning I woke up to a very upset stomach and what we like to call ..poo runs. I think the pizza I had last night is not agreeing with me at all. Which just sucks. I have many things that I wanted to get done today. So I told Baboo ... that mommy's tummy is not feeling good, despite what Mr. Man says ..Playing sick. Don't worry, he will pay for that later. So she says to me ......"Mommy I will will take care of you today. I can bring you some water, scratch your back, and you can watch me play on the compooter. That will make you happy". She says this while I am on the throne of course. Cause when do you really get to go to the bathroom by yourself. NEVER. I love my little girl. That is the one thing about having girls. Many Mommies.
The thing with motherhood is, no matter how sick you are or how many broken bones you have you still have to WORK! Still have to change diapers, make lunch, put kids in time-out with their tantrums. So on days like today.. I like to enforce the day of T.V. day. And I feel absolutely o.k. with it. Motherhood does not take a day off. Unless you are one of the lucky ones that get to go out of town for an overnight-er. Then look out Mr. Man you make not recognize the woman with you. Ahhhhhhh..... back to the toilet I go

I love this face!!! Picking nose and all ......... But.... She is getting her molars in and she is 2 1/2 yrs old. Need I say more. Why is it when another person's baby cries, you hardly hear it. But when your child cries it gets to your core. She has a scream that we could sell to the movie industry. AHHHHHGHGHGH

But the baby being the baby in the Family I totally get how they are able to get away  with things. I am the first child in my family and always was so annoyed when my brothers got away with murder. Drove me nuts!! I get it now... it only took for me to have a family and grow up, but I get it now.  Not that I want to have any more kids but knowing this is the last time you are at this "stage" The last time you get to see little buns. And being able to hold them in your arms and give them lots of kisses, and they can't escape because they are too small. I get it. I think what's hard is knowing how I felt as the first child seeing all the discipline go down the tube with the last 2 siblings, trying not to mimic that with my own family. It's hard. Really hard. In motherhood a lot of it is Monkey see Monkey do, from your mother. And trying to change that takes a lot of effort. But I will try.

I'm still here in .... Utah!!!

I never thought I would be living in Utah  ..... I'm a Southern California girl born and raised. When I was a little girl and I would come to visit , I thought "nice place to visit not to live". It seemed like such a small town to me. Still is a little city. But when you meet The MAN, and his job is based out of Salt Lake what do you do. You stay and raise 4 girls. Yup 4 girls!! And you buy a 5 bedroom 3bath house on  3rd of an acre and try to figure out gardening and raise ducks and chickens. Yup... The little beach girl has gone wanna-be country.  Who would have thought. 

The little town we live in is like a little time-bubble. Neighbors with horses and chickens. Kids riding their bikes together down the street and walking to school together in groups. I didn't know how important that was to me until I had my girls. I always considered myself a city girl. But with the changing world today..... you look for the Norman Rockwell town to raise your kids in. Wanting the idea of safety and space. 

As time goes by and as I get older, my views and priorities have changed.  Good bye Ralph Lauren..... Hello Walmart.  Good bye afternoon lunches with girlfriends .... Hello Mac-n-Cheese.  Good bye smooth legs.. Hello Razor every other week. Sorry Mr. Man. Good bye sleeping in ... Hello to little children wanting good morning kisses.  Good bye little sports car ... Hello Minivan.
I'm not complaining. It's just different . There are days where you just need to have diarrhea of the mouth and get it off your chest. But would not change a thing ........ except for the Ralph Lauren part. That would be nice to have back