I keep finding the humor in life again….mostly due to Lil Bit.

My hubby and I were blessed enough to still be a awake for a baby monitor concert last night, vocals courtesy of Lil Bit, lyrics by Frozen (Disney) “Letitgo, Letitgo, let…it…goooooo!”

She loves to sing and I LOVE to listen. It may not be Beyoncé but The Lil Bit channel is my favorite.

She’s also started telling me stories, stringing sentences together. Last night I was privileged enough to hear one involving something to the degree of Mushu, the cat, treats, him needing water and a bath and her favorite thing “I want to do the NOT!” Everything she doesn’t want to do she says it in an affirmative way followed by not. As in ,”I want to go home, Not.”

She’s so wonderful, an extremely smart, beautiful, articulate little manipulator. Look out world…

The monsoon has begun and little family is spending the evening eating froyo with BeBe who is home from college for Easter weekend and then curled up on the couch watching Amelie, one of this Empress’ favorite movies. The hubs is looking at new cars which I do not think we should afford even if we could. I have an overwhelming amount of graduate school debt that is driving me crazy and we’ve been kind of vacation happy lately.

Also we kind of go back and forth talking about having another child. It’s never been something that’s really seemed like an option. I was an only child for eight years and prayed for my sister every day for at least three of them, I hated not having a sister (not just a sibling but a sister in particular) to play with and share secrets with. Once she was born there was hardly anyone I loved more. Of course she got on my nerves at times when she was younger, we are pretty much complete opposites, but I truly wouldn’t know what to do without her.

The Moose on the other hand also has a younger sister, although not that much younger, and they barely get along even as adults. I can say from an outsiders point of view, having known my husband for almost the majority of our lives, I can understand why. There is definitely has been an undertone of favoritism (that seemed a bit unfair behavior wise, he was pretty well-behaved and his sister not so much) that has left a sour taste in his mouth about siblings. This in addition to what I am finding is a common concept among parents thinking about having another child, how can we love another one as much as we love Lil Bit? I know deep down we can and probably will, but even I have had the thought cross my mind more than once.

Hopefully we can leave it up to God in the end, especially considering the amount of time we tried and waited for our precious Lil Bit that we have now. To be honest though, being in the medical field and knowing the risks if I get much older, we will probably have to make a decision fairly soon or I will just be like nah….go get the snippy-clippy Moose. Haha.

I think it is time for me to curl up closer to a warm sleeping moose as the rain continues and dream…Goodnight.