Making it happen

So, as mommies, we learn to create something fun out of nothing at all. For some people, that task comes easy, for others, they have to work at it. I'm a very creative person - I love art. I love to doodle, write, sing, & paint canvases. But, when it comes to making up fun activities for my child - I kinda stink. Jimmy is much better than I am. For example, last week, W was on a kick about wanting to go camping - I am so dying to go bc I've never been :( Sad, huh? - and she wanted to have a tent, sleep in a sleeping bag, see the stars, & roast marshmallows. Her scenario, not mine, although I think it sounds like the bomb! Jimmy suggested (from his cozy desk at work) that W and I roast marshmallows over the gas burner on the stove. Awesome idea - I was gonna be Mommy of the Year in W's eyes for sure! W had been bringing sticks into the house from outside on which to roast her marshmallows, but I wasn't brave enough for them, so I got some wooden skewers - much the same...right? - for us to roast marshmallows on. She seemed cool with it. Mommy of the Year - I roasted those puppies - I did it very lightly, as to not freak her out, but to excite her and make all of her dreams come true. Not. She had a total meltdown. "It's dirty!!!!" "Noooooo!!!!" "It's dirty!!!!" I ate a few to show her how yummy the lightly toasted marshmellows were. Meltdown continues. Mommy of the stinkin' year. I used logic to explain what the brown was and how the brown was the good part. I roasted some more. You know what they say the definition of insanity is...well, I was living proof. Meltdown number two was crankin'. "It's dirty!!!!" "Nooooo!!". I promptly texted Jimmy at work to tell him the aftermath of his grand idea. He giggled. Probably glad that he was at work & not at home to endure the wrath of a wronged 2 year old.

As to continue my quest for Mommy of the Year - my baby wanted to play with the hippo float tonight. She walked around the house with her legs in it. I'm not sure who decided to make this sweet move, but either me or Jimmy decided to let the float join her for bathtime. What's up?? Mommy of the Year!!! She loved it! She splashed & played to her heart's content. She thought she was in a pool. Pathetic? Yeah, so what. That's how we roll. Anything to make our girl smile :) She wants to float around in the hippo? Yep. Mommy's gonna make it happen!! That's my job!!