Sometimes I wonder why I even became a parent. Don't get me wrong i love my daughter but I often wonder if i was too young when I had her. I was 23 at the time and had been married almost 4 years but she came at a very stressful time in my life. My brother's murder was still fresh and we had just finished remodeling our house, and I just felt unprepared. Often the little things get on my nerves and I long for the days of clean floors and only me to worry about. My patience is often thin with her and I hate that. My mom was that way and I promised myself that I would not be that way. Toddlerhood is more difficult then I thought and having potty training laying ahead of me doesn't bring a smile to my face if you know what I mean. She seemed so much easier to control when I was breastfeeding. I quit when she was twenty months old, she didn't seem interested in it any more and she was sprouting her legs of independence, she didn't need me anymore is what it was. Since then she has become the Wild Child and her explorations often leave me frustrated and in tears. I will admit that most moments are humorous but its the messes and her dare deviling that scare the mess out of me. Sometimes to look at her you'd think I beat her, her fair skin shows all kind of nasty bruises. Today at the grocery she decided that while I put things in the basket she would toss them right back out. The first few times were funny but after about 20 I wanted to scream, these small things are what drive me nuts. I often wonder if we should have anymore. I also take care of my niece MsEm in the afternoons and them two alone are more then a handful. MsEm is four and is a gifted child. She's so smart that it is actually bad, her emotions are still that of a four year old but her brain is running like a nine year olds. This can be a real hindrance when it comes to discipline.

Tonight I start pottery lessons. I'm taking them with my sister Kay. This is suppose to be our night out to escape from the children and husbands, plus put some excess energy into something we will enjoy. If I am really good at this I am going to ask my Dad for a wheel for my birthday and ask hubby for the kiln. I have enough room in my garage for a set up, its not like we put the cars in there or anything. Anyway I hope to get to make some really cool stuff. I really would like to make my own dinnerware and gobblets, that is something I think would definitely make a nice conversation piece. The lessons are actually pretty inexpensive, only $10. I think she is teaching them way to cheap, especially for two hours. The person who taught her charged alot more. I considered taking from him because he is friends with hubby and he has his own Gallery, but he now has a "real" job and doesn't teach anymore.

Well I'm sure you are wondering what happen with me and Mr. Wonderful last night. Yes as soon as he came through the door I attacked him. And it was wonderful, of course I could have gone again but he was tired and I figured I'd get him again tonight when I get home. Wild child should be fast a sleep so that we can spend some quality time together.

Did I mention that I am having a birthday party for Wild Child this weekend? It was suppose to be the sixth but we were all sick so we postponed it. The theme is Moon and Stars. The plates are really cute and the house will be decorated with all kinds of moon and star decorations, not to mention balloons. I'm not going all out like last year and having a boat load of people and enough food to feed an army, this year the food is going to be simple and there should only be about 15 people here. I just didn't feel up to it this year, maybe next year when she is three I'll do something really big.