Seriously crazy

Estrogen....all I'm saying is its way too soon to be entering into my family! I am sure that you should leave and come back shortly before my daugthers 18th birthday!! Another decade will give me enough time to figure out how to build a plexiglass cage for both of them right?!?!?!?!

Seriously, for all of you who have older daughters....why do they not warn you about stuff like this? That's its not a gradual process. Its not like potty training where one day you'll think their ready and the gradually over a few months it happens. This was sweet, innocent daughter with flawless skin one day and the next we have zits, body odor, greasy hair every other day and an attitude the size of the mall of america!!!! Not to mention they are ALWAYS hungry and their shoes seem to fit for about 30 days, if you're lucky. Their bodies can literally change between bedtime and leaving for school the next morning. For all of you with precious 6 year olds, I know you're saying this won't happen, but I am warning you...the 8th birthday will bring things into your life you never dreamed possible!

Now for all of you who think I am venting...this really is a comical look at my life, not some stressed out mom. We are preparing for changes, but I wasn't preparing for them THIS quickly. With the changes that I don't quite know how to keep up with, come things that I do like....

Last week my daughter comes home off the bus and declares that everyone is weird. (new favorite word for this 8 year old). I ask why...she says because they keep talking about using "bad" words. I ask why that's weird...she says "cuz who needs to use words Jesus doesn't like if you know how to say what you feel?". Score one baby girl!!!

Or several weeks ago when on my dresser my other daughter leaves a note that says "thanks mom for all you do for me like shopping, laundry and stuff. I know I don't tell you that very much and I wanted you to know". Made me cry and then I put it on my desk for the days when she's not so grateful.

And my favorite moments? Last night when they both still try to fit on the couch with me at the same time. They are both well over my shoulders in height, so when we all pile on I get a little smushed, but don't tell them that. I will cherish every hug and cuddle I can get from them. The days are flying too quickly.

Weird...