Sunday December 6th
Date: 12/06/2009
Stress Level: Zero, zip, Nada and Zilch
New Grey hairs added: I think a few went
back to blond even!
As you guys know I always have a chance of
having a great Sunday Morning for sometimes
John takes Rowan with him to his Weekly Breakfast
with Uncle Bob. Today was one of those days.
Even if the boy is home and not at his Dad's
I also get peace on that front for come on y'all,
he is 16 and if it isn't a School day I don't see him
to afternoon. So I started out the day with
2 feathers in my cap already!
Well most of it was normal but then
the Glee wave hit the coast! Rowan, who is
one of the happiest babies in the world always
has a smile on her face unless she is super
tired or hungry. The thing is though, she
never laughs. She babbles, coo's and smiles
all day long but I have only heard her laugh
a few times and only for a minute. Now Andrew,
PFT, you could say Hello Boy and he would be
in stitches so I was kinda missing that. Well tonight
I was putting her in Jammie's and she was smiling
away so I did a little Jig and then tickled her and
she bust out laughing. Hysterical laughing to the
point she was choking on her own laughter.
So what does any good Mom do when their
Baby is choking on their own laughter?
You got it, I did it again. And Again, and
again and over and over and over to John,
her and myself were in tears from laughing
so hard and I thought I was going to have
an Asthma attack. John was telling her
I danced like Elaine from Seinfeld and
she thought THAT was funny. I hit the Booty
with a wet wipe before putting on a new
diaper and THAT was funny. The little girl
is a laugh-er! She just must not have thought
John and I were entertaining too now. I can
understand John, for he is the only one
who finds himself entertaining but me?
Come on now, I am a laugh a minute. At
least now I know all I have to do is hop around
like a Goofball then tickle the belly and I
Rock! John can get by being the wing man!
The Dog might find him funny!
Moral of the Day: When your kids are
little and you act like a nut case they love
it, 10 years later they ask to get dropped
off a block from School so none of their
friends know you are the Mom!
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