A bit of a mess...

Apparently, my makeup bag had been compromised.

Loose powder sprinkled the floor, an uncapped lipstick stood teetering on its head, and a liner had been formally introduced to a lash curler. My toddler sat amongst the mess clutching a powder puff and wearing a grin.

“Mommy, I beautiful…….just like Cinderella!”

I inhaled deeply, aghast at the mess. But, fortunately, I had a light bulb of a moment and made a quick recovery.

In my highest voice, I channeled her fairy godmother.

“Oh, Cinderella, whatever did you do?
Bippity boppity boo.
Here, kid, this paper towel is for you…”

She looked at me quizzically, glittery lashes fluttering.
I added emphasis, using a nearby toothbrush as a wand and took my voice up another notch.

“Clean up the goo.
Here’s a tissue.
You may be just two
But, it’s certainly true
You can help mommy too
(Was that lipstick new?
Oh, Boo-Hoo!)
Bippity boppity boo!”

Before she knew it, my little one had a broom in one hand and a paper towel in the other. She was a one woman musical cleaning crew, scrubbing the floor and happily hopping about to my directions.

See? Add a little Disney to anything and you get an instant solution.

That guy was a genius.



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A little froggy luck

I discovered a frog hiding behind our trash can in the garage this morning.

He sat there cowering by the wall, golden eyes glued on me and a quick heartbeat in his chest. I tried to calm the panicky creature.

"You're OK, Bud."

Soon, Mr. Froggie had two more sets of eyes upon him.

"Mommy, what's the Frog Prince doing by the trash?"

"Froggy! Froggy!"

I explained that the frog had lost his way and needed a helping hand.

My gals were quick to search the garden for toadstools and lily pads, but came back empty handed. At a loss for what to do, my oldest suggested a nice, cozy box set up in her room.

In the end, however, we decided to release the critter close to a neighbor's pond. It must have been from here that he had escaped earlier.

"He's one lucky little frog!" My daughter observed.

As the sticky creature leaped to the edge of the pond, I could have sworn he looked over his shoulder to throw us an appreciative glance.

And, maybe I was seeing things, but I thought I saw another pair of golden eyes peering from the mossy pond, frilly eyelashes fluttering flirtatiously.

"You're right. He is one lucky guy." I agreed with my daughter.

And, I suspect he's going to get luckier as the evening progresses.

Ribbit!

You're welcome!

Hey, bud, what's the big idea?

Don’t you love it when a fabulous idea lands right in your lap?

It floats down out of nowhere, bright eyed and bushy tailed, eager to roll up its sleeves and get to work. It lends a hand where needed. Ingenuity and quick thinking are its tools of trade.

As for you?

Well, you gleefully surrender yourself to the fruit of its efforts, watching from a distance. Your feet are up with glass in hand as you watch it slave away, nose to grindstone.

“Now, there’s an idea!” you say, patting it on the back encouragingly.

You are the envy of others.

“Where do you get your great ideas?”

You inspire green eyed envy even from even your nearest and dearest friends.

“Wish I was the one who came up with that great idea!”

Every once in a while, you get a lemon of an idea, who, despite its best efforts, mucks things up, prompting some snide remarks….

“Hey, bud! What’s the big idea!?”

But, most of the time, those great ideas come from nowhere, are eager to please and are the most useful creatures to happen upon.

Serving as your indentured servant, they advance a home or work project, bloom a business and chase the heels of opportunity. These nifty creatures know how to light up a room. And, isn’t it particularly sweet when they not only pay a visit, but bring a knapsack and stay for an extended while?

Ever happen to you?

Yeah…umm……well, me neither.

Today I Am 2!!

Today, Mamma Talk is turning two!

She has emerged from her infancy and is now running steadily into her terrible twos…. tantrums, teething, potty training and all…

When I think back to that day I labored Mamma talk into existence, fiddling with Blogger and struggling with Twitter, I never could have imagined this day.

I merely thought this was a small experiment, a strange hobby that I didn’t totally get, a fad that would see its better day. But, I kept tending to this small, sometimes dusty corner of the blogosphere.

Along the way, I’ve met some lovely friends, written many posts…..both good and bad.

And, in the end, I kinda hung in there. Sure, I bellyached.

I complained that I had nothing to say.

That it was the wrong season to blog.

That I was just too preoccupied to keep up….

And, had better things to do….

‘Cuz that’s what blogging is about.

Now, we have two flickering pink candles on this birthday cake and a proud toddler blogger eager for what awaits us…on the bloggy seas!

Thank you for reading! A big thank you to those of you who actually took the guided tour of old posts! Took me awhile to link to all of them!