The girls like to keep us laughing and turning our hairs grey...of course we wouldn't have it any other way.
Here's a few weekend moments.
-I love it when King Ralph is doing something so neandrathal like and M says
"you married that, I was born into it." Either way you look at it we are stuck with it.
-I love it when I am in a deep parent/teenager conversation of lesson taught/learned and D walks in and immediately looks at me, interrupts by saying, "ooooo mom you need to color your hair." Everyone of these grey hairs is like a badge I earned. Some nearly scream Olympic gold medal.
-I love getting in Princess A's car to find her latest musical selection is the late Frank Sinatra. Listening to what comes out of her car speakers is like a Cracker Jack surprise--one day it is disgusting rap, the next great classic rock and then today....
Just a few reasons I absolutely love being a mom, their mom.