Friday, March 6, 2009

A Few of My Favorite Things....








Tonight we went to Taco Cabana for supper. On the way there I turned on one of my favorite songs....and my husband HAD to see along in a very loud silly way....which made the little people laugh hysterically. On the way home my daughter asked him to do it again. He said no...so she decided to sing "Sweet Home Mambama" from my Sweet Home Alabama soundtrack....and she combined silly words, silly singing, handgestures and facial expressions. We ALL laughed the whole way home. I said, "I think we know whose personality she has." My son looked at me in a very grown uo manner (I wish I had a picture) and said, "Daddy's." I said, "whose personality do you have?" He responded with an equally precious facial expression, "Mommy's!" She is more like my husband, than I could imagine...actually I have recently discovered new things about him! He is a dare devil...who knew! He stood on THE EDGE of the grand canyon and SCARED me to death. He said, "Come on how often do you get to stand on the edge of the Grand Canyon?" He drives like a race car driver...which would actually be one of his dreams. He mentioned he wouldn't mind taking one of those contracting jobs in Iraq (except for me and the cuties) AND he would consider joining the Foreign Service, b/c it would be "cool." Yeah..NOT me! I like being safe :-). My sweet girl is a CRAZY bicycle rider...I WILL not be removing her training wheels for a while....although she can manage to fall off with them on, b/c of her crazy driving (and giggling the entire way!).

At home we stayed up late together...and were talking and laughing...and my sweet girl was hugging me so sweetly and she said, "I love you a million million billion zillion gazillion times!!!!" SOOOO sweet! My husband asked how she knew those words and I reminded him she was born with a math mind :-).

The other day my son asked me to marry him. When I said we couldn't get married, he asked me why...I explained that if we got married I wouldn't be his mommy anymore...and so he was okay with that answer...and decided he liked being mommy's boy!

My daughter has told me numerous times that when I am old she will come over and brush my hair and give me medicine.

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