The girls are at an age where they are self sufficient. 

Shorty can pick out her own clothes, take care of basic hygiene, and can self entertain. 

Namaste with Shorty

Tiny can walk, talk and is in the early stages of reading. 

I can read!

This is a glorious stage! They’re big enough to pitch in! Just today Shorty asked to help make dinner. Tiny helped me put up the breakfast dishes… I should be in heaven, right?!

So why, why, WHY do I melt when I see chubby cheeks and toothless grins?!!! 

This makes no sense whatsoever! I’m not even a “baby” type Mom. I like independence. I like it when they can tell me what is wrong.(aka toddlerhood)
But man, oh man, tiny fingers and toes are working me over good!!!

The drool, the big eyes, the tiny fingers and toes are like a big old bag of kryptonite to me right now. 

Sooooo what’s a mother to do?  That’s right… it’s time to borrow baby! 

 After a few hours of babysitting I’ll have my fix and I’ll help out a new mama in the process. 
Any takers?!

It’s official: CG is now a Soccer mom

Shorty has been playing soccer for about a year.  This year, however, the organization she plays for is trying something new…they’re trying to train up a competitive team for the following year.  So for the next year, several  of the players (who sign up of course) will undergo labor intensive skills/drills training to become the best players they can be.

Sounds great!  I think…

But I had to warn her: to whom much is given, much is required.  Practice days will increase from two to three.  There will be more physical exertion required than on her current rec league. Out the gate, the players will have to run a 5K their first week of practice, and their first game will be played an hour away from home.

So where does that leave me?  In “soccer mom/tiger mom” land?

Who’s bright idea was that?  Oh yeah, I forgot…it was mine.
So now the rat race begins…


I fully expect this year to be full of long nights of completing homework and extended road trips.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I think I need to lie down…even the thought of the upcoming year is making me tired.



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