My middle child.... 2.0

So I am sure that my middle child has been having lots of fun being the only one not picked on by mommy's blog.... Ha ha! Not anymore!!

My middle child is currently 11 and is probably the most like me out of all of them. She is silly and spunky and has a very interesting take on life. I used to tell her that her own private Idaho must have some really cool rides. She looks at life with complete indifference. Things go south on her and she just shrugs her shoulders and smiles. I wish I could be like her. Instead of being a glass half-empty or half-full type of person, she has simply thrown the glass away and created her own path.

I swear, if the Zombie Apocalypse was to happen today, she would be sitting on the roof of the house with us, completely ignoring the zombies and trying to get everyone to join in on a game of Go Fish... It wouldn't matter to her that things were going to hell in a hand basket cause she knows that -somehow- everything is going to work out.

Now that is a way to approach life.

Out of all three of my kids, she is the one I worry the most about. She seems to subscribe to the "A stranger is just a friend you haven't met yet" mentality. She is the one person I know who would actually approach an angry dog, just to see if maybe it wants to be given some love. Her attention spam is short and she has the scars to prove it. She has caused her sister to bleed on more than one occasion because she was pulling her in a wagon and all of the sudden decided to take off to chase a squirrel - not bothering to let go of the wagon before she did.

She takes dance classes on a weekly basis.... I feel bad for the instructor. She tries to pay attention to the steps she is supposed to be learning, and she does really really well........ until the music starts. Then she is off in her own world with the music, not even bothering to follow the other students as they try to perform the steps they had all just learned. I am surprised she hasn't been asked to leave the class, but the instructor is a friend of the family, so maybe he would feel bad if he did.

My son and her have the most combustible relationship too. One moment they are having some cuddle time, watching one of the thousands of movies we own and the next minute, they are standing 10 feet apart and screaming at each other like they are trying to be heard by people living in Utah. Not a lot makes Lorna mad, but her brother has certainly found her button and seems to love pushing it HARD.

So there you have it people. A break down of the 3 gremlins that have moved into my home and insist that I feed them multiple times a day. I am not sure what I will write about next, but I know that with the life I live.... it will definitely be interesting...

See you on the flip side!
Dar