naughty naughty naughty.

Tuesday 4:45. I have already vacuumed twice. Mom and I have painted, I have to be to a work meeting in an hour, Brent is on his way home, and Hadley...glued to the tv. Do I dare? I do. I shower quickly, leaving my bedroom door open so I can hear Hadley. At one point she comes into the bathroom and jibber jabbers, I tell her "Go watch your show" she says "ah wight" and I continue washing. When I get out, I think, "ok. something is not right" So dripping wet, with only my towel...Yes I really can be mad at this face!
This is GoldBond Body Powder. With Menthol.
This child will go places in life. She can do a lot in a short amount of time, and she is very meticulous. She even takes the time to sprinkle powder on every item left on the floor. Her apron...
The chair, and all of the floor under it...
All the junk I had pulled out of her "new bedroom" to paint in there...she even got the framed picture and all of the VHS videos...
She insists on posing. Just evidence in my opinion.
At this point its still a little funny, till I realize how it must feel in her eyes. I strip her down to her diaper. She automatically takes off her diaper. She then starts patting her bum and body with her GoldBond Menthol powder covered hands. This is the part I start to freak a little.
Between looking at the clock, wondering WHERE IS my husband, what is taking him so long, my towel is falling off, starting to vacuum and ITS NOT COMING UP...This is when I start to cry.
These pictures don't show the half of it. It is sprinkle all the way down my hall, on everything. And it doesn't clean up easily.
Dora is still on, and I shut the vacuum off to reposition my towel. Hadley walks up to me butt naked (as am I) and says "You dance me? Mamba?" Laugh. Cry. Curse. Brent walks in and I am saved. I dress and leave him with a mess to clean up. For the love. And I am having another lovely girl. Double trouble...Oh the drama. Would it have been this big of a deal to me if I had not been overtaken by hurry and hormones? Probably just as big of a deal, just without the tears. Just more cursing.
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Its time again to wish this young man:A very happy Birthday. I have a soft spot in my heart for him and his sweetness. I have a big surprise for him...Not telling now. Lets just say it will be a late birthday present, a long time coming. Love you Bear.

And to show my latest crafties...I promise I am not just trying to sneak in more pictures of Hadley. She wont leave. She is pooping while she is smiling for the camera, mind you. Very photogenic. If I was to do this I would not take such a good picture. Anyway, this is my great-grandmothers old suitcase I made into Hadleys dress-ups case.
In between pictures she would run to look at herself on the camera, and run back to pose some more.
Oh, and I love the way the suitcase turned out.