"When I grow up, I want to be a Mother and have a family. One little, 2 little, 3 little children I will love. And I will love them all day long and give them cookies and milk and yellow balloons. And cuddle them when things go wrong. And read them stories and sing them pretty tunes. " etc.
So, one day this week I was singing this song, trying to remember why the heck I wanted to have all these kids and chaos going on in my life, and I thought to myself that I have not yet done all those things mentioned in the song... I've loved them, cuddled them, sang to them and read them stories, but I haven't given them cookies AND yellow balloons. So, when they came home from school on Friday there were yellow balloons all around the kitchen and by the front door with a plate of warm yummy cookies on the table. I think maybe NOW I can say that I'm a real mom living out my childhood dreams.
Someone came over and thought that I surprised Jeff with balloons every time he came home after traveling for the week. Ha! Sorry Jeff. I couldn't keep up with that amount of balloons.
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