please PLEASE for all the love tell me the answer to this question!~~~~~~
is it the fourth child
or is it being living in japan, having crap furniture..
you get up.. open the freezer.. get a chop stick.. and start digging into the frozen yogurt drink.. STICKY.. STIckY and oh YEAH STICKEEEEEEEYYYYYYYY
you drop it on the floor EXPLOSION of stickiness.. you say "i sorry" you say mom mom wipe i NEED A WIPE!!!!l HURRY... I just hand you one.. a dry one, you really just spread around the sticky ( as really what does a dry towel do??)
but its 7 am, I still have not showered..
ozzy needs a diaper change..
bottles boiling , will need to take those off the stove soon..
boys hair still not combed..
dishes in the sink...
just thinking...well she is staying in one spot working on that yogurt.. the real cleaning can wait.. no biggie(no BIGGIE???? who is this talking?? where is jaime.. hello.... are you in there????)

this is how I remember it playing out before..
mom standing by your side.. waiting in the wings.. to wipe you down.. with EVERY spill, with every STICK.. in my mind.. i didn't think I could handle NOT getting everything you touched with the stickiness. thinking that the sticky was left on their in outer space.. to harden, become one with the chair.. WELDED......
oh how times have changed.. as happiness to a girl that gets to be undisturbed ( the boys not having even CLOSE to this same experience..) .. being a big girl, independent.. with a mom stepping off.. let the sticky, stick where it may:)