My Girlie Girls

For a while I have needed a new purse. Well, lets face it, I have always needed a real purse, for the past three years a diaper bag has been the home of my wallet and cell phone along with all those other things I carry around with me for my kids. This week I realized, I don't have to do it anymore. Ellie is almost three, has been potty-trained for a while, and doesn't need juice or snacks to survive a stop at the grocery store. Emma is a little more needy, but I keep spare diapers and clothes in the car, and she can hang on to her own sippy cup. This revelation was quite exciting to me. I spent a couple of days scouting out the merchandise online, and with my girls by my side we hit the mall.

This was a big undertaking for a gal like me who has been a tomboy most of her life. But I shouldn't have worried, I had my new personal design experts with me the whole time. Ellie and Emma had a blast shopping for purses. I would take one off the shelf and try it out and Ellie would pipe in, "Not that one Mom," or "I like the green one." Her personal vote was for a small purple handbag with studded detail. When I didn't chose it she gave me that look that I used to give my Mom that says, "Your kinda dull, Mom." Emma spent most of her time draping purses around her and toddling up and down the aisles.

What has happened to me? I have girlie Girls! They love to play babies, dress-up, tea party, ponies, make-up, and neither one can bounce a ball. They make me sick, but I love them so much. They are such darlings. Emma has the most wonderful grin and she loves to make other people smile. Ellie is so friendly and outgoing, she helps me meet people. My little girls have taught me a lot about how to be a better woman and mother. I am so grateful to have children that are so different from myself.