So this is 30?

Well Happy Birthday to me today. A lot of people have asked me lately if I was upset about turning 30. So, I have been thinking about it a lot. The answer is most definately "no". What is there to be upset about? So what if you are getting older? Why is that bad? I am thankful for my lifes lessons that I have accumulated over the last 30 years. I am doing exactly what I want to be doing staying home raising my kids. I am in better shape than I was when I was 20 or 15 or 10 for that matter. (Not saying much really). I am married to a great man who adores me whether I'm 21 or 91. I wouldn't say I've got it all together or have everything figured out, but isn't that what 50 is for? I know who I am. I love who I am. I am ok with being 30.

My 4 year old racist...

So, we have had some construction workers here working on Grandmas' room for awhile now. The girls have gotten quite used to having them around. The other day we were leaving to go to gymnastics and Zoe yells "bye" to the workers. (They call them the workers). As we walk out the door she says, "I don't know why I said bye to them. They don't even speak english." I was a little appalled and amused at the same time. Kind of a funny thing for her to say. Then today as we were sitting here after lunch she says, "I'll be right back." I hear her go into the room and say "Hola". She comes back in and says, "now that they can understand". She was very proud of herself. 4 is a fun age don't you think.?

Being a Mom...

Somedays I am a good mom. Today I am a good mom. At least I feel like a good mom.

My little potty princess...

For the first time in 6 years, I have no diapers to change. Still wiping butts, but no yucky diapers. The past two times I have done this most annoying parental duty, I have been 7-8 months pregnant awaiting the arrival of another bouncing girl. This time I am truly free. I don't have to change another diaper (unless of course I am babysitting and we all know that only happens in an emergency situation.) She has done so well and I think it's because she wanted to wear princess panties. She now has an obsession with panties and thinks that she needs a new pair everytime we go to a store. If it will make her keep going on the potty than so be it. I am a sucker! Yeah for Peyton!!! Yeah for me!!