Babies on the Brain.

I’ve spent the past four days (in a row) with eight children.

One 6 year old, two 5 year olds, two 3 year olds, one 2 year old, and two 8 month olds. They are my wonderful, beautiful family and I love them so much. It’s a funny thing about kids, they give people different reactions. Some people freak out and don’t want to get anywhere near them, some people only talk in baby voices (something that I often plead guilty to), and some people are just apathetic to the chaos that is children. I, personally, love them. I could, and have, play all day long and that’s still not enough time with them.

But having the kids here (5 live in Cali and the other 3 live in ATL) for such a short time has made me actually seriously evaluate my life. No, for all of you panicking, I am not announcing that I’m pregnant or something totally crazy. Having them here with all the joy, innocence, honesty and laughter that they bring with them, has really reminded me of one of the most overused clichés in the universe: life is short.

Life isn’t about how clean your house is, how skinny you look, how good you are at sports, or how much money you make. Let’s be honest, no one is going to look at a picture of themselves 70 years from now and think “oh man, I wish I was on a diet back then. I should have eaten salad morning, noon, and night. I would feel so much more fulfilled right now if I had been 10 pounds lighter.”

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Kids Say The Darndest Things

Wow, 2 posts in 1 day. I must already be addicted, soon I’ll be a crazy blog lady instead of a crazy Imagecat lady.

These tidbits were just too funny not to share. While babysitting Samara (6) and Tavi (4, pictured on right) Samara had class at the library so Tavi and i were just hanging out talking.

I asked her if she was excited to go into Kindergarten next year, and of course she is. Her beloved cousin, Trevor, is her best friend and “twin”. This is the outline of our conversation.

Me: You know who won’t be in your class again next year?

Tavi: Who?

Me: Trevor.

Tavi: But I know Eli will be coming to my class next year!

Me: Oh, Is Eli your friend?

Tavi: Yeah.

Me: Is he nice?

Tavi: Yeah.

Then I ask the golden question.

“Tav, do you have a boyfriend?”

Tavi: Yes, duh, it’s Trevor.

Me: Well no. Trevor can’t be your boyfriend because he’s your cousin.

Tavi: I know he’s my cousin!

Me: Do you know what that means?

Tavi: That we can’t get maaaarried.

Me: Right, so he can’t be your boyfriend either.

Tavi: Oh, Paige….

Then, we got out of the car and were walking around, and she told me that my hair was “SHOOO LONG”. Which by all means, it is. It reaches well down to my waist. I asked her if I should cut it, to which she replied

“No waaaay! Don’t cut it! I want my hair to grow all the way to as long as yours.”

Me: Oh really? That’s nice of you. Then we can be twins.

Tavi: No we wouldn’t! I have BLONDE hair.

I just find so many of the things kids say to be hilarious, and the dynamics between Tavi and Trevor are funny enough for their own reality show. So since I have a blog now, I figured I would share them with the world. Or, the two people reading this. 😉