sitting with Katrina and Nathan at the park today we were watching our youngsters run up and down the plastic play equipment. Kat and I had our babies in tow, perched on the bench, soaking up some vitamin d. I want to add there is nothing like having a sister have a baby along with you....it's like a mirror. We see eachother going through it, see our bodies grow, give birth, and then admiring together the work we accomplished this past year. It's messy and it's not always perfect or fun and there are no pretenses. I guess we aren't much for pretenses anyway. But it is somehow so easy and comforting.
and it was very comforting when Eva and Lilia decided they desperately needed to use the restroom and Nathan bounded at top speed to get the baby potty they had brilliantly remembered. Addie decided she REALLY needed to go too and for that I want to thank my brother in law Nathan terry. Thank you thank you.
This particular park has no indoor facilities and last time Katrina took ALL THREE girls....two of them being mine, and helped them use the porta potty thingy.
Those portapotty's scare me to death. Last year I had a total I KNOW I AM A MOM moment when Eva, sat on the portapotty at a public park, and I had a weird vision of her falling into the murky yuck below. And without even analyzing the situation I knew I would immediately jump down into dark hole and save my child from the stinky well. I think it would be some kind of instinct.
So why didn't ma jump in the well to save carrie on little house on the prairie? that's my question of the night. Good night.