My buggy is so much like me it is NOT FUNNY...er, actually, it IS funny.
A while back she was watching a movie. I don't even know what it was about, but as I am in the bathroom I see her run by into her room. I follow her in and she is crying. Concerned I ask her why she was crying.
"The, the, the" she sobbed. "They left the dog behind."
Confused now more than concerned, I put the pieces together. She was crying over the movie.
Hold the phone, "Are you crying about the movie?"
"Yes, they left the dog behind." A crack of a smile starts breaking on her face.
"Are you crying about a MOVIE?" I said again with a full smile on my face.
For most of her talking years she has poked fun at me for crying during movies. I have to continually tell her that I cry at EVERYTHING. When I am happy, when I am sad, when I am angry. She always giggled at my crying at movies.
As I broke out into a fit of laughter I hugged her so tight, "you ARE like mommy."
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I never thought that I was a schedule type person, but as the kids get older I rely on them as much as the kids do. They have a bedtime schedule, a shower night schedule, etc. I also once created a schedule for morning radio privilege. The schedules keep them from fighting (for the most part).
Buggy, Miss lovely Buggy, has taken to making schedules herself. Currently there are THREE hanging around our house.
A schedule to let the dog in and out.
A schedule for who gets the big T.V. per night.
A schedule for who sits in what chair each night for dinner.
She likes her schedules...and though her brother doesn't follow the schedule to a T, it is funny that she thinks of the schedule, posts it and requires us to follow it.
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I love musicals. Grease, Momma Mia, stuff like that. Buggy, she is a HUGE High School Musical fan...and last night she was eagerly awaiting the new Nickelodeon musical, Spectacular!
As the commercial came on previewing the movie, she jumped up from her seat and started dancing around. She sang her heart out to the songs she had only heard up to this point on commercials. She kicked, she shimmied, she bounced across the floor.
As she prepared for her final move she lifted her knee up to the sky, and kneed herself in the forehead.
Ah yes, this is my child. I giggled and laughed and hugged her. "You are more and more like your mommy everyday."
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I love her age right now. She gets my jokes, she gets my razzing and I really see myself in her more and more as she gets older. Sure she has my attitude and snotty tone, but the other similarities are there too and I love it.

This is one of the best posts I have read in a long time. Thank you for sharing it.
ReplyDeleteNot that I mean "best one of your posts I have read in a long time" just posts in general. I'll shut up now.
ReplyDeleteThing1 is just like me. Most of the time I'm incredibly proud. Sometimes I want to kill him. That probably should tell me something.
ReplyDeleteI love the picture. You two are adorable.
How sweet! The only way I'd be able to knee myself in the forehead would require falling off a tall building and landing at that unnatural angle. Flexibility in my 40's - GONE!
ReplyDeleteThat's so sweet! Love the picture of the two of you.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately my three each picked one of my not so great attributes and took it as their own. I am now living with three of me!
AAARRRGGGHHH!!!
I love that picture. I totally rolled!!!! at the kneeing herself in the forehead. I've done that more than my fair share! And, in LOLing, I attracted a group of children who are now purposely kicking themselves in the head... Oh.my.children... How I do love them...
ReplyDeleteI love when i can pick up on the likeness between me and my children and their father...so cute.
ReplyDeletehow about you two dressing alike as i see in the picture.
Ah, that was so sweet!
ReplyDeleteShe is too cute :)
That's sweet, it's always neat to see the similarities between ourselves and our children. They're not so alien afterall. My teen is a sap for sad movie moments, just like me but only amped up with teen hormones. I actually believe she secretly thinks I'm cool. ;)
ReplyDeletei loved reading this! Wonderful photo of the two of you.
ReplyDeleteOh I like this post!
ReplyDeletelol snotty tone
ReplyDeleteok my dear, i have rectifyed the problem of completely stealing your post!!!!
ReplyDeletesorry
i hope you believe me when i say that i did not intend to pass the blog off as my own work!
i realise i had not made it clear that it was your work
again im sorry
please accept my humble offerings
So sweet. I can't wait for all those things. I can. and I can't.
ReplyDeleteYou know what I mean
:)
Definitely making it all worth it! What a gift to have your daughter just like you. And what a great mom to be like!
ReplyDeleteAh bless. My daughter cried over the Tigger Movie!
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