Small Talk

Lily Bea came home 3 days in a row bragging to us that all the kids in her kindergarten class got in trouble for talking...all but her. Mmmmm, normally this would not alarm parents, in fact it would result in praises and probably a gold star stuck somewhere. Not in our house. If you know Lily Bea then you know why her proclamation sounds...iffy at best. You know why Barry and I gave each other sideways glances like we were being told some weird riddle. She loves to talk, and when I say love I mean is addicted to the spoken word. She has spoken some form of blabber since she was 5 months old and truly has not been quite for the past 6 years. The child talks in her sleep and if you ask her to be quiet it's a sure bet that she will not be able to do so to save her life. She's lively and inquisitive and downright hilarious and very resourceful because if she can't find anyone to talk to, well she just strikes up a lengthy conversation with herself...who better?!? Much to our joy (relief) it turned out to be true...Lily Bea, our little squawk box behaves at school! The teacher said Lily Bea actually shushes everyone when they get loud! WHAT?? Really? Are you sure??? Yep, she is the best behaved in class!! That's right folks we have ourselves a first class suck up, teacher's pet if you will. We are so proud!!! Hopefully she'll be the Hall Monitor next year! Now I have to go scrounge up a gold star sticker. :)

Mama! Mama! Mama!

Mama. That's my name, not my given name. Janna Melissa Wade now Dillinger..that's who I was once upon a time...Everyone always called me Sissy, then Keith's little sister, then Barry's wife, and now my favorite, "Mama"!! I carried both of my daughters past their expected due dates, stayed up all night with them, nursed them, etc. and of course their first words were "Daddy"!! WHAT??? Mylee still only says Mama when she is being exceptionally sweet..Lily Bea says it 1400 times a day. Although, I must admit there are times when it drives me bonkers (like right now as I'm typing this, Lily Bea is yelling it like the house is on fire. ) but I know there will come a day all too soon when they will not be yelling for me any longer. They will be busy with the business of growing up and becoming women and meeting their own needs and I will be shuffling around the house looking for finger prints to wash off of a wall, barbies to pick up and I know without a doubt my ears will be waiting to hear "Mama"..if not my ears, my heart for sure. I love those little voices and I thank you God for the gift of them. Now I gotta go...someone's yelling for me.:)