May 14th

I was getting breakfast for Ariana the other morning and she walked into the kitchen and asked me if it rained last night.  I looked out the window and said, "Yes, I think so."

Then she responded with, "No, I don't think it did."

"Well, it's all wet outside so I am pretty sure it did.  And why are you asking me if you already know the answer," I asked.

She went to the window and looked out.  After seeing that everything was wet Ariana decided that it did  indeed rain.  I then asked her why she always argues with me.

She replied, "No I don't."

"Yea, you do,"  I said.

"Na-ah," she said.

Then I gave her that really-you-are-going-to-argue-with-me-on-this-too look.  And she laughed.

Growing up

May, 6, 2011,

I was watching Julia walk to school a few weeks ago and as she was walking away I noticed she grew up on me.  She looked like a young women in her skinny jeans, tall boots, and styling winter coat.  It was a sad and happy moment.  She is my oldest and I have felt like I needed to push her to grow up.   I didn't want to hold her back.  I needed to give her a push so she would start to spread her wings.  And she did.  But when? I missed it.  She was my baby one day and then the next day she wasn't.

I'm happy she is maturing and growing.  She is doing more and more on her own.  But I am also sad when she doesn't need me anymore.  And it's funny because I have been telling her that she needs to do things on her own and then when she does, I'm a little sad.  But don't worry I know she still needs me.  Without me who would wash her clothes, cook her dinner, be her dance manager/taxi driver.  See she does still need me.

Now Ariana is a different story.  She is the baby.  I hold her back too much because she is the youngest and I feel she is too young most of the time to do things.  I know a part of it is I don't want her to grow up.  I want her to stay my baby forever.

I love both of my girls so much.  To me they are perfect.