|Little girls |
Everywhere I turn I can see them
Here are some of my facebook statuses involving the Estrogen Clan at my house.
Facebook Statuses = From the Mouths of
Future Babes Edition
Esther: WHY IS MY GLASS DRIPPING?
Eve: It's not. It's perspiration. It's when the moisture in the air hits your cold cup.
Kelly: You mean condensation.
Eve: Yeah, condensation.
Esther: "Discreet" means don't tell anybody when you are about to go to the potty.
Eve and I ran into the sunrise a bit during our morning run. Her reaction? "Dude. Seriously, Sun? I'm trying to run here." Yep. It's official. She's my daughter.
Reason #327 I love my nine year old: Every time Eve makes a stupid joke she follows it with a vocal rimshot.
The children are peacefully watching Dinosaur Train while they eat a self-prepared breakfast of Pop-Tarts and granola bars.
Hosanna: Hey Mom - we're gonna call you Maiasaurus because it means the "good mother lizard." That's totally you.
I'm the Good Mother Lizard. Pop Tarts and D.T. It's a morning win for all involved.
Because just in case I didn't get the message every single time I turn on the radio, Esther constantly reminds me at home that Taylor Swift is never, ever, ever getting back together with her ex-boyfriend. Like, ever.
"Will somebody PLEASE get some coffee for mom?!" - Esther