{nostalgia & tradition}

According to my mom, on my third birthday I opened all of my presents and the only present I was interested was a big fluffy dress.  I'm pretty sure Mom didn't teach me to love dresses @ the ripe age of three.  I am convinced I just came that way.  Don't worry though by the third grade I was wearing high-tops, playing kick ball with the boys & getting kicked in the stomach because a male classmate was ticked off that I had won him in knuckles.  If anybody knows me well then they can attest that I haven't lost my love for dresses even though I love sports & talk radio.  In fact I don't own very many pairs of jeans as I feel completely comfortable in skirts & dresses.  Well I hadn't connected many of those past memories until yesterday when I told the girls they could pick a treat for having such a great week @ preschool.  Without hesitation little "M" wanted to go to Goodwill to pick out a necklace.  "Where does she get this?", I thought.  Then a flood of memories came rushing in about the days when my Mom would let is pick out some jewelry @ DI when I was young.  Next time if I start to worry about my girls being so small & already loving to dress up in all of my clothes & jewelry then I will just have to remember the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree. 

Why is it that everybody wants to lay all over the white chair?  Probably because they all know how much I love white stuff.  Shoot so does my Mom, it's all starting to make sense now...you know with the whole apple from the tree thing.

Here's the loot that the girls pickrd out from Goodwill.  Not too bad for under $4.00.  Did I hear it is 50% off day @ Goodwill on Sat.?  Who's in?

The fact that the girls request herbal tea in the morning (with lots of honey) warms my heart too because my Momma used to make it for us as a kid....see I'm all wrapped up in getting all nostalgic & it feels so good.  Thanks Mom for all of the memories.

Speaking of tea...I am so excited for the briskness that comes with Fall.  Here we come seasons of tea...and tights & more snuggling to keep warm.

Who's in for Fall?

Welcome to my crib...

 

If one were to ever wonder why I don't get anything done then I think the above perfectly illustrates & backs me up.  It's been hard to even get the dishes done as also proven in the above.  How could I deny that there was a need to turn on music after the girls shared all of their dress up clothes with their brothers.  They made me laugh so we danced.  

I quit laughing though when I was minding my own business @ 8:30 last night only to be startled by a high pitched chipmunk voice busting out of his room running full force all while he was saying, "Mmmm bye bye c-ya...bye bye c-ya".  I'm not sure if he was talking to his other brothers trying to show off that he was the first one to crawl out of his crib or if he was trying to promote a full on chase by his Mother.  Either way I was kind of hoping he would take after his sisters and never even try to attempt escaping the crib.  Oh well.  Dude where's my car....I kind of want in on the whole escaping thing. (speaking of, dude where's my car, did anybody really even see that movie?)