I love kids

Niamh is the most wonderful little girly girl right now. Ever since I can remember Niamh has had a love for anything pink it did not matter what it is. In fact if Niamh could she would be in pink from head to toe. I bet in the future she will have a pink car.

This week when Niamh and the boys finished Jujitsu it was bucketing rain that puddles were everywhere. We ran to the car to head home when we got home the rain was still coming down pretty hard. The boys jump out of the car and run to the front door of the house they make it with not a problem. Niamh on the other hand was not that lucky. The car door opens she steps out and slams the door and in that same action down goes Niamh. Okay no big deal a little mud, well more than a little but it can be washed. What came next was pure Niamh. “WHY ME, why is it always me? Why am I the one who has to fall over in the mud and get my outfit dirty? Did the boys fall over NO! Did they get muddy no!………” Like the rant from Chevy Chase in the National Lampoons Christmas Vacation it went on and on. It was all I could do not to laugh. Her she was mad as a wet hen ranting about being muddy. I tried a few times to calm her down and tell her it was okay it can be washed but nope she was not buying into that part of it. It was the rains fault for her slipping and she was angry.

Then the laughter started, I could not help it. She is so much like her sister sometimes. It just came out I was in tears the little red hair beauty with a red face from anger in a pink mud covered uniform so upset over nothing. After about an hour she calmed down and took a shower to warm up. The next day she walked into the laundry upset that I did not clean it last night.

I love her so much! She is one of the biggest blessings in my life.

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