Teen D at age 3

I have been with my stepdaughter since she was 9 days old. I definately consider her one of my 3 children. Anyways, a funny memory I have of her took place while I was dressing for some special occasion. I kow it must of been something relatively important because I was putting on panty hose. Anyone who knows me, knows I HATE PANTY HOSE!!! They are uncomfortable and they give me the heebie geebie feelign when the material is touchng the tips of my toes near the toes nails. Anyways....enough about my idiosyncrasy. Here I am, rolling on these dreadful things as my adorable blonde stepdaughter is watching me while sitting on the edge of our bed. All of a sudden she said, "You know...daddy puts those on his head when you aren't home." I said, "What?" She replied, "yeah, it's his little secret." My reply was, "Does daddy put anything else on his head that's in Kory's top drawer?"

To this day we laugh about that. All my hubby could figure at the time was she got this from when he put a pair of hose over his head playing like he was a burglar or something with her. Know idea where she came up with "the little secret". Hmmmmmm.


Another time, around the same age, I took her into a dressing room with me at a very crowded GAP. At the time I was working with children with sever behavior disorders and occasionally need to restrain them for safety. I had worn a skirt to work that day and when that happens I would wear shorts underneath. Well, as I was undressing to try on a pair of jeans, little D, declares in her loudest voicer, "Why are you wearing daddy's underpants?!" I sware the dressing room got really quiet. Too clarify, I had worn my hubby's boxers as shorts that day (over my own underpants). I waited a little while to exit the dressign room.

Goosey did one of these classic maneuvers recently. My hubby just got a vasectomy because we are content with our perfect little family. Anyways Goo loves to jacuzzi with her dad. The other day he came hoem for work and she asked, "Can we go in the cacuzzi togetter?" He said, not for one more week honey." She turned and asked me her favorite question, "Why?" So I reminde her that daddy just had surgery. Without missing a beat she turned to my hubby and asked very matter of factly: "But why can't you go in the cacuzzi with your balls gone?" We didn't know what to say, so hubby just replied, "They aren't gone honey."

Kids say the darndest things. I can just imagine what they tell their teachers about us.

My memory

I must admit that I do not have the best of memories. I am great at remembering things that are going to happen, such as appointments and to do lists, etc... I am very organized. But my memory fades quickly with events that have already happened. This is why the digital camera in my opinion is one of the greatest inventions thus far. When I became a mother, I also became a photoholic. I take pictures of my children daily and date the photo when downloading it onto my computer. This I would not be able to do as often and as accurately with a camera that requires film.

I also am very good at keeping up my childrens' baby books. I write down the dates of the "firsts" such a teeth, rolling, crawling, etc.. However they do not leave me enough space to write down all the "little" funny stories or sayings that they provide daily for me. I am terrified of forgetting these little joys that make waking up every morning at the ungodly hour of 5:30-6:00 so damn enjoyable. This is what I am going to attempt using this blog for. I have tried traditional journal writing but I find that weeks/months go by and I haven't written a thing. I seem to spend most of my "freetime" at the computer so maybe this is the answer to my memory problems. Anyways, the blurbs I write may be in no particular order and may be something that I just happen to remember at the time.

For example, when Emma Magoo the Pixie Pooh , aka, Goosey or Goo was about 2 years old, she was watching the movie Stuart Little. As she was watching, she proclaimed, "Mama, there's the fuckin bird!" My mouth dropped and I was in shock. Luckily it only took a moment of clarity to realize that she was trying to show me the "Falcon bird" that was chasing Stuart.

Also, Goo referred to all television shows as movies. She would say, "I watcha movie" if she wanted one of her videos or cartoons on and if her daddy was watching the news, she would say, "Daddy's watching a movie news."

Well, you now have a taste of what you are in for when reading this site. Random memories, stories, phrases and so on that I do not ever want to forget.

Coffee and Strawberry Milk

So how did I come up with my name? Easy. This is how my Goosey (my adorable 3 year old) and I start our mornings. I get my one cup of coffee (only one because I am still nursing my Little Man, who is 8+ months) and she gets her 1 cup of strawberry milk. Then we settle down for a snuggle on the couch with our respective beverages of choice. So, how better to start my first attempt at a blog than with coffee and strawberry milk?