where did I go wrong??

My sister and I had a funny chat yesterday afternoon. I'd like to say it was over tea, and we were dressed in our Sunday best, but alas, I was still in bed, wearing my pj's, covered in baby snot and spit up and she was wearing a t-shirt and jeans, walking through Pet Smart looking at fish, several hundred miles away from me. We were both on our cell phones, laughing and chatting.

We were talking about how as children, we'd envisioned our lives to be when we "grew up", and how different things were, at least for me.

My sister's adult life has just begun. She's in college, trying to pick out a grad school. She's engaged to a wonderful guy. She's exactly where she thought she'd be, when she wanted to be.

My life on the other hand....
I had envisioned being a mommy of 3 little girls. Perfect ones. With exceptionally polite manners, impeccably dressed in matching outfits without a hair out of place. I envisioned us running through fields of flowers together, jumping rope, giggling and begging to have their hair braided; the 4 of us the best of friends.

Somehow, it didn't turn out quite like I had thought.

Instead, I ended up with 3 little boys, the next more precocious than the last. Little booger covered trolls that spit and punch each other, wrestle and growl. Never sit still and leave me little messes wherever they go. My washing machine is full of their "treasures" and they leave little golden puddles next to the toilet.

I'm not disappointed however. Even though these little "monsters" are not quite what I bargained for, I enjoy every second of them. Its fun to play in the mud and climb trees. And lucky me, I got one little girl among that brood of wild little boys. And she burps and farts with the best of them :)

And if my sister ends up with my flock of polite little girls, I'm moving to her house! (hee hee!)