Say what you mean to say...

I am never surprised by the things that my children do, but I am often touched and in awe of the things that they say. This story I am about to share is about my sweet little Brecken. She constantly touches my heart with her soft spirit and kind heart. What a blessing she is!

Well, it was one days where the morning had seemed to slip by so fast and before I knew it, it was 3 o'clock. My three beauties were napping and I decided to finally take my shower for the day. If there is one thing that a mother looks forward to, it is a hot, quiet shower.

Just as I was about to step foot into my hot, quiet shower, Miss Brecken peeks her beautiful face around the corner. "Good morning, mommy," she said to me in her sweet voice. Although, I let out a little sigh knowing that I had lost the quiet part of my shower, I was determined to enjoy the hot part! I quickly jumped into the shower before anyone else joined me. Miss Brecken found a cozy spot to sit in the middle of the bathroom floor. I wasn't in the shower for more then 30 seconds when I realized that because I was in such a hurry to get in the shower, I had forgotten my washcloth sitting by the sink. With a roll of my eyes and a grunt of annoyance I ripped open the shower curtain and saw the most beautiful little face looking up at me. I smiled and asked Brecken, "Will you get the washcloth for mommy?" Little Brecken stood up and looked at me. "By the sink honey, get mommy's washcloth." Brecken walked over the sink and looked back up at me. She grabbed the soap and walked towards me. "Thank you Brecken, but mommy needs the washcloth. It's on top of the big purple towel." She walks back to the sink and grabs me my hairbrush. "Brecken, look at mommy, I need the washcloth." Once again she walks back to the sink and hands me my underwear. So there I am in my hot shower holding a bottle of soap, a hairbrush and a pair of underwear. I decided to get out of the shower and get my washcloth because I was quickly running out of hands to hold all my so-called washcloths. I walked up to the sink, grabbed my washcloth and ran back to the shower. I peeked my head out of the shower curtain and saw Brecken once again looking up at me, I held up the washcloth and said, "See Brecken, washcloth." With the brightest little eyes and cutest little smile she said, "Washcloth, noooooope...Purple Baby Dry." Huh? As I pondered what she had just said I thought yes, it was purple, yes it was small (baby), and yes it does make you dry. I thought to myself, you're right Brecken, how practical, how simple, how perfectly perfect! And yes, in case you were wondering, I did enjoy my hot shower and my Purple Baby Dry.

Sweet little Brecken. She brings us so much joy!

From the Mouth of Babes...

As I once again say good-bye to my amazing husband, tears begin to well up in my eyes. I breathe deep and sink into my favorite rocking chair. My sweet little Brecken crawls up in my lap and watches as the tears roll down my face. She rubs the top of my head and says,

"Mommy, it's okay...you're amaaaazing!"

-Brecken

If These Walls Could Talk...

Ok, now just picture this. My two sweet little girls are playing dress up in my closet, while little man is sleeping. I am curled up in the big comfy chair in my bedroom reading one of my favorite magazines. Picture perfect huh? Well, that is what I thought for about two whole minutes.

Let me back up a little and tell you that I have been potty training Miss Baylen Grace for the last couple of days and she has been doing wonderful! We are working hard to remain accident free for a whole day and we almost made it...almost.

So, as I am sitting in my comfy chair, listening to my babies play together and thinking that I have this stay-at-home mom thing under control, my darling little Baylen Grace runs out of the closest yelling poo poo, poo poo. I am so excited that she is finally catching on to this whole potty thing. As I begin to look up I notice that she already has her undies off. I know what your thinking...overachiever right? That is what I thought too!

"Hurry Baylen, let's go," I heard myself say. With a big smile on her face she hands me her undies. I grab her hand and we start jogging to the "big girl potty." Without hesitation and without thought, I grab those adorable white princess undies out of her hand...and YES you guessed it...squoosh! I stop jogging, almost giving Baylen whiplash and gave her the "are you serious" eye! My little Baylen Grace looks up at me and says "Yeah! Good Job!" I take a deep breath and proceed to take her to the bathroom and once again go over the process of how to poop in the potty. She is so excited to watch her poo poo swim that I don't think she heard a word I was saying. As she waves good bye to her poo poo and says "See you later," I smile and thank God that that is over!

I clean Baylen up and we put on a new pair of her miniature Calvin Kleins. We walk hand in hand into the closet to check on Miss Brecken. As soon as I round the corner I see Brecken's eyes get big and her mouth drops open...usually not the most calming sight! Her sweet little voice says "Oh no mommy, poo poo." Yes, honey Baylen did poo poo! As I begin to tidy up the closet from the girls super fun game of "Let's try on every single pair of mommy's shoes," I once again stop, close my eyes and think to myself "are you serious?"

When I open my eyes up again I see little Baylen Grace pointing to my flip flop saying, "YYYY-UCK!" I guess the saying, "when it rains it pours" is right...because IT poured right onto my flip flop, my yoga pants, and my closet floor!

Yes, those are undies in her hand! And the broom? That is a whole other story!