Summertime

I am officially settling in to my "summertime" role of mom, nurse, counselor, maid, drycleaner, chef, entertainment specialist, judge, jury and jailguard, groundskeeper, and anything else you might imagine. And I am loving it. Now I have to admit that it is a BIG change from dealing with 17 and 18 yr-olds all day, and those first few days were rather difficult, but we are now getting into a groove and things are going well. (Props to all those stay-at-home moms out there. No one really gives you the credit you deserve.)
Abigail has learned the power of suggestion over the past few weeks. She will ask me a question, "Momma? Can I have some chocolate milk?" Which is immediately followed by this statement "Say yes Momma" or she might ask me, "Momma? Can I jump on your bed? Say sure, Abigail" It is rather humorous to hear this coming from her little country lips. I just wonder how she comes up with this stuff sometimes. At what point did her little brain say, "Just tell them what you want them to say and they will say it." We went to mother's house to swim today. Emma clung to the ladder much of the time and Abigail clung to me. Neither one of them likes to go under, but today Emma got up enough courage and she jumped off the ladder a little to hard and totally went under. She came up and I helped her to the side and she said "Wow, that was rough. I almost died!" Gotta love my little drama queens.