Woot! Daughters #2 & #3 are home for Fall Break (some break -- they get one day off)!!! Double wo------wait a minute! Where are they? I'm looking all around the house ------ they're here, but they're NOT here! It seems that daughter #1 took daughter #3 to the mall to shop (why else would you go to the mall, you may ask? Don't get snooty --- one could possibly go to the mall to see a movie, or have dinner --- or people-watch, though the best place for that is the Tulsa State Fair, but I digress).
Where was I? Oh yes ---- do you know how many hours of labor I went through for those girls???? Did you also know that it's possible to deliver one baby (when delivering multiples) and then to have your body say, "I'm done. The baby has been delivered, I'm shutting down."?????? Oh, yessiree, you bet your sweet bippy (now THAT'S giving away my age!). Daughter #3 (a.k.a. "Twin B") was born an hour and a half after her sister! And now she's out shopping --- has been for about 4 hours now. Here I am, all alone at home (well, as alone as you can be with 3 boys) waiting and pining for my lovely daughters to spend some time with me.
OK, to be fair, daughter #2 is still on the road coming home. So she isn't to blame for leaving me behind, with the males. She's off the hook on this one.
But the other two --- did I mention that I also made dinner? Yep --- and for those who know me -- not my favorite activity. Not even in my top ten. Heck, not in my top million. Sheesh.
OK, to be really, really fair --- I did go to choir tonight, after I made dinner --- and AFTER they left for the mall. And now here I am ---- woe is me. Hubby is working late, but he's another male so that really has nothing to do with anything. :)
So while I'm waiting for them to return I'll have to blog about some really, really embarrassing story from their childhood. Let me see --- which one shall I pick? There's the time that all 3 daughters were in their car seats behind me --- daughter #1 was about 5 and daughters #2 & #3 were about 3.
I have to preface this by telling you that daughter #2 has always loved being a bit, well, "different". She's always liked to surprise people --- sometimes even shock them.
Back to my story: the daughters were sitting behind me, jabbering on about one thing or another, when suddenly, daughter #2 says ---- very loudly ---- "God.... is.... dead". Then she sat back with a satisfied grin on her face and watched all "heck" break loose around her. "MOMMY!!!!!!!! ACKKKKKKK!!!! DID YOU HEAR WHAT DAUGHTER #2 SAID?!!!!!!" "You are in SO much trouble!!! You can't say that!!!!! MOMMMMMMMMYYYYY ---- you need to punish daughter #2!!!!!!!!" and so on and so on. Daughter #2 didn't say another word for a while --- she just sat there and grinned as I watched her in the rear view mirror. Luckily, I knew enough about daughter #2 after 3 years that I just grinned back at her. And then pretended to be stern and offended and everything, just as the other 2 daughters hoped I would be. I then asked her if she really believed that (since she'd gone to church and Sunday School almost every Sunday of her life). She calmly replied, "No." and then grinned even more. Gotta love her. She's the daughter who wore a beautiful black taffeta dress with a red sash at the waist to the Homecoming dance. She looked lovely --- from the top of her up-do down to her knees. If you looked to her feet you would've seen the red Converse sneakers. Lovely. That's my girl! (she was probably the only girl at the dance that didn't have to take her shoes off to be comfortable)
If the daughters are not home within the hour I'll have to make another post --- I will now go make a list of the stories I could tell.
:)
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