Boo Says- I am a Wild Mommy

My Beautiful Girl and Me

 

My daughter, Boo,  Daddy and I have this routine for brushing her hair.

After a bath, where we use some sort of conditioner and utilize our awesome shower head to help ease tangles out, we towel dry and assume the position:

She sits, with me behind her and one leg on either side of her, and in close vicinity to Daddy, because she has to hold his hand.

So, once we get settled I begin brushing. Now, when I was a kid, my mom always referred to tangles as Rats in my hair.

So we had to “chase” the “rats” out with a brush, which distracted from the large amounts of pain caused by said… “chase“.

So, when I began brushing Boo’s hair, I told her she had “rats” and she thought I said “rabbits“,

so she started calling them “Bunny Rats” And a new tradition was born.

Now, this tradition has mutated into a huge game of not only chasing them out, but naming each “Bunny Rat” after a family member.

Small ones are the babies of the family, Medium ones are the older kids and Large ones are adults.

It actually REALLY helps keep her from going to tears over her tender-headedness, which I am SURE she inherited from me!

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So… Earlier today I was brushing Boo’s hair, while she held her Daddy’s hand.

I was chasing all the bunny rats out, and she asked me “Was there a cousin and me in there?”

And I replied “Yep! There was even a Wild Mommy!”

She looked at me, giggling, and asked “What’s a Wild Mommy?”

I looked back at her and said “UGH! You know what a Wild Mommy is, what’s a Wild Mommy?”

She smiles sweetly and says “A really GREAT mommy! Like YOU! You’re a Wild Mommy!!”

 

Honestly, we have never really discussed this before.

I had never once told her that was the definition, she came up with it all on her own!

 

My heart is about to burst it’s so FULL of LOVE!

 

I am one LUCKY Wild Mommy!

 

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Rainy Day Adventure

Yesterday, around 2:30pm, I realized it was raining.

Now, Boo and I have this deal about rain. If it’s raining during the daytime, we have to go outside.

We only adopted this deal because MamMaw bought her a Minnie Mouse umbrella, but it was always fun.

So, when I saw  that it was raining, I got up and went downstairs.

We got out the umbrella and went out the front door,  We were both excited.

So excited that not only had we not dressed very… appropriately …for the occasion- Me in a red tank top and red sweat pants, her in her SpongeBobSquarePants gown, underneath her Princess dress and Fairy wings- we had also not been very prepared.

Two steps onto the cold concrete floor and I knew we needed shoes. So I turned around and yanked on the knob.

Nothing.

It was locked,

There I was, in my pajamas.

No keys.

No phone.

A four year old, in her pajamas and a freakin‘ FAIRY PRINCESS COSTUME!

With only a Minnie Mouse Umbrella to face a downpour!

The only person in the house is upstairs, asleep.

The doorbell doesn’t work.

No one will be home for an hour or more.

Ugh.

Then, I get a GENIUS idea! The back door!

So I turn to Boo and say “Stay RIGHT HERE baby, okay?”

She says “Okay.” with a quivering lip and tears in her eyes, threatening to spill over.

I give her a hug and promise to be right  back.

I then quickly run around the two other town homes to the left of us,

around them, past the pool and back behind our own town home.

I slow down, walking triumphantly to to the door,

(even knowing there is a bunch of tubs to be removed from the entry way of the door),

Turn the knob.

Nothing.

AGH!

So I turn around and head back to the front porch.

When I arrive to the carport, I see that I now have a crying 4 year old in a Fairy Princess costume.

I hug her and we get her calmed down. I explain the situation to her and I sit down to think.

She sits down next to me and I put my arm around her.

I think about all the options:

1) Wait for someone to get home in the carport for an hour or more

2) Throw objects at the upstairs window (and hope that I:        a. hit it, b. wake up my boyfriend’s brother, c. don’t break it)

3) Walk to a store (in the rain with a four year old, barefoot in pajamas and her in a fairy princess costume, with only a Minnie  mouse umbrella) and use the phone (and hope that a. they let me use the phone (also provided they HAVE one), b. I remember phone numbers, c. someone answers)

4) Climb onto the roof/awning in front of the double windows  of my bedroom window which were open

I had to admit, my best option was probably NOT the one I chose.

I decided on #4.

So I picked up Boo and we walked around back.

I had a stroke of genius. I could just lift Boo up there and she could climb through.

I knew the roof awning was safe. A man had walked very casually across it just the day before.

But Boo refused. and with tears.

So I got out a patio chair, stood in it and began to scale the slightly unstable metal columns beneath the awning. But, they were too far under, it was too wet and I was too scared and too heavy for the columns.

Boo saw this too and yelled out ” I don’t want you to do this, I’ll do it, I’LL DO IT!”

So I got down and talked to her.

She said she was sure, with tears in her eyes.

So I stood in the patio chair and lifted her up onto the roof awning.

She climbed Mowgli (from the Jungle Book) style to the window, pausing halfway to turn around and say “Look Mommy, I’m doing it!”

My girl.

She climbs through the window, and I begin to RUN.

I run past the 2 other town home backs, around the corner, across the town home fronts and straight to the front door.

Just in time to watch Boo run back up the stairs.

Ugh!

So I begin to knock and yell her name.

After about a minute, she returns and I discover the door was open the whole time. she Had thought it was stuck, because it was hard to open, but she had gotten it cracked.

Anyways. We threw out wet clothes into the dryer and got on some dry ones.

Then we ate some tomato soup and grilled cheese.

As we ate our soup and sandwiches, she looked at me and I said “We had an adventure, didn’t we baby?”

And she says “Yeah, but let’s never do it again!”

Not my best parenting moment. But not too bad, I guess…    lol

What do you think?

Boo’s Kingdom

Tonight, My daughter, Boo, and I created a neighborhood and a town with ALL of her doll house items. It ended up being pretty neat.

Pictured here in:

The Neighborhood is:

The Family:  Daddy, Mommy, 2 Strawberry Shortcake daughters, 1 Minnie daughter and 1 Mickey Baby Boy

The Workers: 3 Minions, 1 Plumber, Handy Smurf, GIJoe, 1 Scarecrow, Squirrel and the Worker Trucks

The Fairies: Beach Minnie, Smurfette, 2 Ballerinas, 1 Fairy, Unicorn, Boots, Pooh and all of the Sea Creatures

Princess Castle: Rapunzel, Belle, Cinderella, Snow White, 1 Strawberry Shortcake and Woody

And in The City is:

The Doctor: Albert Einstein and his Minion Assistant

The Park: Alligators and Birds

Walmart/Gas Station/Airport: Pilot/Checker

The Farm/Zoo: Country Girl, Country Boy, 1 Scarecrow and all of the Animals

 

Needless to say, she was   quite happy And we had a REALLY   good time.

(Some of these photos aren’t too great, but I figured I might as well include them all,

Since I didn’t get to take too many before Boo told me to go away and let her play. lol

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“Boo Says”- My daughter & Politics

So, While Daddy and I were watching the news, Boo came in to ask a question. I don’t even remember what particular show we were watching, but on it, there was a republican and a democrat arguing loudly, as is pretty much ALWAYS the case, on ANY political news media channel!

Well, Instead of asking me her original question, she was so INTERESTED in the arguing that she began to question me about the news show, and what they were all yelling about.

I told her they were arguing about the President.

Of course, then she asked me what a “PRESINET” was, and this was what followed:

Me: The President is someone who helps make the rules for everyone in America.

Boo: But mommy, you’re the boss and you make the rules!

Me: I know baby, but I’m not everyone’s boss, I can’t tell them (the news media) or anyone else what to do!

Boo: BUT, You should, they (news media)  need a time out. Put the Presinet in there too! You should just be boss, then everybody would be happy like me and daddy cause you are the best mommy in the whole world and you give us ice cream and kiss our boo boos and take care of us when we’re sick. Everyone needs my mommy to be boss!
First of all, her pronunciation of President as “Presinet” is quite possibly one of the most adorable things in the world!

Secondly, I just LOVE how she calls me the boss, lol

Thirdly, how amazing is it that my 4 year old is not only INTERESTED in politics, but has her OWN political ideas?

And Lastly, would you vote WILD MOMMY for Presinet?

I’ve got a great platform… “An ice cream in every hand and a kiss for every Boo-boo”

OH! And mandatory time outs for politicians and news media people… lol