All Hail, Princess Mya!

Mya just had a weekend full of family and fun. On Sunday morning she walked up to Antonio and announced, "Daddy, I'm a PRINCESS!"

He and I shared a glance over the top of her head, we aren't so sure how we feel about that.

Now which one of you kept calling her a princess all weekend?

Ahem, Jeb?!!??

I'll drive!

After a fun afternoon date with my little lady, we headed to the car in 90 degree heat. I opened my car door first to load some packages, big mistake.

Mya took this cue to attempt to get behind the wheel. "Mommy, I drive you home."

"No, honey you aren't old enough yet. You have to be 16 then I will let you drive. You have to get bigger. Lets count to see how big 16 is." Meanwhile she is screaming and crying as I pin her into the carseat.

Then tonight she was going to bed and told Antonio, "I can't drive. Mommy says no. I need to get bigger and then bigger."

WANTED

We are days away from finalizing Enzo's adoption. I cannot believe that the time has passed so quickly.

I needed to pause for a moment and thank the Powers that Be, who brought this gorgeous, lovable, momma's boy into our lives.

We are blessed.

No Hablo Espanol

I just recently had a wonderful Saturday with a few of my mommy friends. We were out to lunch WITHOUT our 2's and accompanied only by our sleeping infants. This meant a REAL discussion could possibly happen!

All of these women are stay-at-home moms that also work in their "free" time. Either juggling schedules with their husbands or taking their kids with them to work. I am amazed at their stamina day in and out, and they even have enough energy to have a conversation! One thing these busy women all complain about is having time to clean the house, and the following conversation transpired.

(Names have been changed to protect identity)

Louise, "I think I'm going to try and get my cleaning lady back."

Mikayla, "The woman I nanny for has a wonderful one. The only problem is she only speaks Spanish and I have no idea how to tell her to get to my house."

Surprisingly long pause....

Betty, "Well, I've been watching a lot of Dora lately."

I like big butts, AND I cannot lie.

I think we have entered the stage of brutal honesty with no filter.

Mya rushes up to me from behind....

With her hand in a perfect position, tapping to every syllable, on my booty....

"Thats....a....big....butt."

Astonished, I gasp, "What did you just say?"

Louder and still tapping, "THAT'S A BIG BUTT!"

I started running again the next day.

"Senior" pictures

I remember vividly being the little girl who just wanted to be GROWN UP. I know my mom will vouch for this. Luckily, you can't wish away your childhood and adolescence so I was able to ride the waves in becoming an adult.

Mya shows signs of being just like me as she ADORES older girls and watching their every move. Today I took the kids to a park to try and get some pics of Enzo. At the site there was a girl getting her senior pictures taken. Mya was watching her every move. As the teen perched herself on the ledge on her stomach my took it all in. The next thing I know she is doing a similar pose.

I had to capture the moment. The teen's mom looked at me and said, "It will be great to come back here and have the same picture taken again when she is 18."

I agreed.

Privacy is not an option

As many of you know Mya is now potty-trained. I was quite proud of myself for teaching her such a valuable skill. I rank this right up there with reading, sharing, and ability to apologize. So to reward myself I plan to buy my first pair of designer jeans. We'll see how that works out.

Today I attempted to go to the restroom alone. I have to quickly shut the door as I hear Enzo's very manly, stomp of a crawl coming towards me. Then I hear Mya start to open the door.

Mya says, "Mommy! You went potty?!?! GREAT. JOB. MOMMY!"

Sadly, I enjoyed the praise. Even a two-year-old can make you feel good about yourself.