Krazy Kid 2-The Princess

Every family that has a little girl has a princess. Our family was blessed with two, but since #2 was the first girl born, she gets the title. (Besides, it's not as fitting for #4. Not that she isn't a princess, it just doesn't work as well. But enough about her-this post is about The Princess.)





The Princess takes on all of the qualities of a second child. She is total opposite from her older brother. She cried ALL THE TIME when she was little and whines all the time now. She has more energy then her whole soccer team together, says her soccer coach. She is taking ballet lessons because a princess has to know how to do ballet for all the balls. The only thing she want to do when she grows up is be a princess. The professor is always quick to point out that you have to be the daughter of a king or queen to be a princess, but that doesn't bother her. She just says, "No you don't and I'm going to be a princess!" (Don't you just love big brothers?)

She is also our most emotional child. Who knew girls were born with mood swings? A few months ago the kids watched the movie, The Prince of Egypt. The Princess came to me crying two different times because she felt bad for the people in the movie and one time she started crying because they finally made it out of Egypt and she was so happy. She's seen the movie several times! What's there to cry about? I am not emotional so I'm not sure where she gets it.


So...that's her. Doesn't she look like a Princess?

Krazy Kid 1- The Professor

Our oldest kid shall now be called The Professor. He thinks he knows it all and really, he just about does. He is your normal first born who knows that he is always right, no matter what. He's got his Magic Mom's sarcastic sense of humor and Hot Hubby's ability to talk your ear off. Oh, and he has the strongest will of any kid I've every met, which is a good thing, right? This is a picture of his personality:

Right now he is obsessed with being a cowboy. He has got his future all planned out except he isn't sure where he'll find one of the old carts that horses used to pull. See, he doesn't want to be a cowboy from today, but from the late 1800's. He IS going to go out west and roam the prairie. (This is actually a plus from when he was going to be a superhero. He was determined to find a day job that he could just leave if anyone needed help.) Here is the cowboy Professor:

1 Magic Mom, 5 Krazy Kids and a Hot Hubby

OK. I finally started a blog. I read certain blogs everyday. I think about starting a blog all the time. But, I always wonder when I'd find the time to write a blog. I guess now is as good a time as any. So here it goes...

For those that don't know me out there in cyber-world, I call myself Magic Mom. AKA bippity boppity becca. My husband got me a Disney Mickey ears hat last year with Magic Mom on the back. (It is illegal to have "Magic" put on a hat in Disney World, but hot hubby pulled some strings and had it done! OK, illegal might by a strong word, but they said they couldn't do it.)

I'd have to say the name suits me well. My kids think I must be able to do magic to turn myself from the sweet fairy godmother willing to grant their every wish into an evil fire-breathing dragon all in a matter of minutes. (seconds.)







I call my kids Krazy because that's what they are. Once I come up with nifty names for them all I'll introduce you to them. I could call them Krazy Kid 1, Krazy Kid 2, etc, all they way to 5, but that could get old. And yes there are 5 of them. All the way from 8 years to 6 months. Maybe I should be called Krazy Mom instead of magic, but ...I like Magic Mom better.