I grew up as an only child, so I have no idea what it means to share
your parents with another sibling. Now, as a mother of three, I know
what it means to try and devide my attention evenly among my kids and
the guilty concience that comes along with failing at it.This is why I
cherish moments like these. While the littles were busy with their
English class, Ashley and I had 45 minutes of uninterrupted 'big girls'
time. It may not be enough to really catch up on everything that's going
on in her life, but that doesn't even matter. The important thing is
that it's just the two of us.

To see her excitement
when it's all about her is priceless. And boy can this girl talk! I
think my mother would disagree, but she doesn't get that from me. Not
that I don't like to chat, I'm a woman after all, but it's different
with her. It seems like she has about 34 different
ideas/stories/comments in mind that she wants to get out all at once,
which tends to be a bit confusing at times. While telling me about the
trip to the water reservoir the other day and the 200+ stairs she had to
climb to the top (Kudos to her. Personally, I would've started to look
for an elevator after 30 stairs.) the Eiffel Tower somehow managed to
force itself into her memory. So in the end she actually climbed all the
way to the top of the Eiffel Tower and was so surprised to see that it
doubles as a tourist attraction and well...a water reservoir. That was
news to me, too, actually.

I'm
already looking forward to hearing about her little adventures next
week. I really hope it's something about outer space, though. I'm having
a bit of a sci-fi phase right now...