Little Sis is still snot crusted but feeling good enough to make trouble and messes. She is no longer our little lady. She has earned snotty naughty status. Gone are the days of sick baby cuddles and daddy snuggle time. She is on the table, in the toilet, over the couch and off cord hunting. This is my punishment for my mom snobbery. I used to raise my eyebrows at THOSE mothers whose children were bumped and bandaged. My internal criticism went like this,
"Don't you watch your child, childproof your home?! Shame on you!!"
HA! Now I know, boy do I know! There are not enough safety latches in the world. Shame on me for not cutting those worn out, miss matched moms some slack. Special thanks to my wild and tiny princess for sharpening my mommy reflexes and serving me up some humble pie. She is just what I needed but didn't have the good sense to ask for. She is perfect in every messy, adventure seeking way.
Big Sis has finally caught Little Sister's cold. Her dainty little nose has sprung a leak and trust me, it isn't liquid gold. Our booger free days seem so far in the past. Am I next?