Lucky Mom

Jan. 5, 2010


My 3.25 year old daughter is quite the industrious little thing.

We celebrated New Years Eve at a friend’s house, kids included.

Julia had dinner and three small popsicles throughout the evening. I didn’t think too much of it.

Apparently, her stomach did.

Got up the next day to discover Julia rummaging around the kitchen hungry for breakfast.

As we chatted over her cereal, she calmly stated “I barfed on my pillow last night. It’s brown and yucky”.

I then realized she was wearing different pj’s than I put her in that night.

I went up to her room to find her pillow carefully placed on the floor next to her bed (yes, brown and yucky) and her dirty pj’s lying next to it. A clean blanket lying over her sheet. Clean, new pillow on her bed.

How did I not know this during the night?

If this would have been Alec (or me), there would have been crying for mommy, clothing assistance, immediate clean-up, consoling, new pillow, snack, story and so on.

I asked Julia when all this happened, she said "It was in the middle of the night, it was dark".

Then the kicker, “Julia, why didn’t you come get me to help?”

She looked at me like an annoyed teen and stated “I was fine and took care of it myself”. I swore I heard a hint of sarcasm implying I was a complete moron for asking the question.

O.k. then.

Let me know when you’d like me to show you how the washing machine works. Oh, and maybe how to drive the car, I’d love to have my grocery shopping done.

5 Comments Posted (Add Yours)


Oh just think of the things she'll be able to handle on her own (without Mommy's help or knowledge)in the not-too-distance future. I can hear the conversation now:

"Julia, why didn't you tell Mommy you got a DUI last night?"

"Oh, Mommy. I made a few calls, friends bailed me out. It's all handled."

heh heh....sorry LM, I just have a wacky imagination!


Wander Woman, that scenerio is apparently not out of the question. The girl is a bit too independent.


Lololololol.... Sounds familiar. I too have a older son and younger daughter. The stories will get better! :-) Too funny!


Mine are now 9 and 6 (wow, just wow). It's actually kind of nice that they just handle it mostly themselves, but I secretly kinda like it when my 6 year old comes into my room at night (very rare now) rubbing her eyes saying "momma, I had a bad dream.... can I sleep with you and Daddy?"....

Yes, baby girl... yes, you can.


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