If she was the first - she would have been the last!!

 I find myself saying this a lot when it comes to Miss Roan. We spend a lot of time together. Sometimes, a little too much time. I have to keep her with me always. God knows what she will do, well today I found out. I have a bin of socks in the girls room with all the mismatched socks. Well, lately there were more mismatched socks than pairs. So, I decided to clean it out. This then lead to getting rid of the 18 month clothes that Roan no longer fits into. As I was doing all of this, Roan tried "helping" me. She stole socks and tried putting them on. After a while, she got bored and Finn got hungry. I tried multi tasking by sitting on the floor in the girls room and feeding Finn and sorting through clothes. I "thought" Roan was in the living room watching Elmo. Nope!!! She came upstairs when I called her name with chocolate and peanut butter all over her face and hands. She found her Dad's stash! I said, "roan, what do you have?" She replied, "My eat butter cups." I am pretty sure she had more than one - maybe 5 from the looks of it. I cleaned her up and Finn was no longer in the mood for a nap. So, we moved on the the bathroom. As I cleaned up the towels on the floor and extra toilet paper all over the floor, Roan "bugged" Finn. As I listened to her talk to him, I realized what she was saying. "Grandma sleeping. Grandma sleeping." She has said this from time to time since Grandma Lyd passed away. She is named after Grandma and Grandma loved her eyes and her personality. Roan Lydia always ran to Grandma and talked up a storm to her. So - I know why Roan talks about her. I wish Grandma would do a better job of getting Roan to behave, though.
   Any time I ask Roan to do something for me, she tells me NO. The other kids may not do what I ask, but they would never be bold enough to tell me no. Roan - well, she has no problem looking me in the eyes and telling me no. I love that she is a strong willed little girl who won't let anyone walk all over her, but wow - she can be a little much. When she falls asleep, Jude and I joke - you don't poke a sleeping bear. If she passes out on the couch - we leave her there. You can also see from the picture, Roan has taken to wearing a tu-tu EVERYWHERE!! It is really funny because she is the biggest tom boy around. She loves her tu-tu. My wear tu-tu!! So we don't argue - we have learned to pick our battles. If she wants to wear the tu-tu to church, she wears the tu-tu to church.
   Speaking of church, just a quick story. Taking 5 kids to mass is a circus when they behave. When they act up, it is a freak show at the fair. Last Sunday, we sat in the  second row with no one in front of us. When Jude took Finn out to get him to stop crying, Roan started fussing so I pointed to Fr. Tony - then she pointed to him. So he pointed back. Okay - not too bad. As mass was ending, Fr was standing at the alter to walk out and Roan dtarted yelling "bye Tony". She did this 5 or 6 times and would have continued to do so, but he finally heard her and turned and waived to her. I wanted to crawl under the pew. Oh Roan!!!!