What The...

As I have mentioned before, Kamber was a very busy child. She was always into something and usually there was quite a mess within minutes. You never wanted to take your eyes off her. She was very smart and could figure anything out, even if it was something dangerous. She was an explorer and so smart for her age.

We have often said since she passed away that she spent much of her time telling Brookie all her little secrets to keep us on our toes. I think she knows that we would be lost without a child to remind us so much of her. So I'm sure Brookie learned alot from her big sister at a young age. Remember Brookie was only 3 months old when Kamber passed. I do believe that little children come straight from the presence of our Heavenly Father and that the veil is very thin. I do believe that those who have passed on come around us often. I feel that this is a very special blessing and that Brookie knows Kamber better than we do, but as she ages the veil won't be so thin and she will forget. This all goes along with Heavenly Father's plan and begins our purpose here on earth.

Anyways.. WHAT THE... happened today. Not to say that it doesn't happen often, but today made me laugh somewhat. I was in the bathroom coloring some of my gray hairs. Yes, I already have gray hair. I have been doomed from both sides of my family. Brookie was along side me, but my concentration was mostly in the mirror putting color on my own head which isn't an easy task. I could hear her right next to me as happy as could be. I thought she was messing with the little potty chair that I think she is almost ready to start trying to use. FYI, the potty chair has been cloroxed and not used for many years. I finished with my coloring and look down at Brookie thinking she had been such a good girl to see her laying on the floor scooting around in bronzing powder. This is a shimmery bronzing powder for your body that I bought awhile back. I don't use it often, but I don't want it to go to waste either. My tile floor was covered in almost the whole container of powder and Brookie was having a hay day slipping across the floor in it. She sparkled like bronze colored star. What the... are you kidding me. Immediately I heard her say in her cute little voice "Sorry mommy." The last time I had a big mess like this was when Kamber decided to flood the bathroom just before Brookie was born. I remember that day and the "Sorry mommy" I got from Kamber. So I cleaned her up and the floor not angry, but grateful that I still have times like these even if it is a big pain in the butt. She followed me into the laundry room where I put the brown colored clothes in the sink with water and Oxyclean. (love that stuff) I set the oxyclean on the counter next to me with the cap not fully tightened in case I needed a little more. Little did I know Brookie was standing right behind me. She grabbed the broom that was behind us and swung the handle around and whipped me in the back and on the the counter knocking the liquid oxyclean bottle on the floor pouring everywhere. What the... yes again another mess to clean within minutes. Some days are just like that, but I would rather have a mess than not have her here at all!