little girls

This has been one of those weeks. You know the kind -- you just feel like you're always forgetting something and you're always playing catch-up. There has been medication to remember to give Cha and there was a slumber party, which threw us all off schedule and we never really recovered and settled into our normal routine. Then there were holiday programs to attend and yesterday was a special party after school -- which was a lot of fun -- but all of the added activities meant squeezing homework into 2 days. Then there was emergency laundry. Then dinner wasn't appetizing to anyone one evening and that ended in whining. Seriously, Christmas is going to seem like a vacation.

All of the disruptions mean that I've felt like Miss Hannigan. From "Annie". I've really identified with her song from the show, "Little Girls":

Little girls
Little girls
Everywhere I turn I can see them
Little girls
Little girls
Night and day
I eat, sleep and breathe them
Little cheeks
Little teeth
Everything around me is little
If I wring
Little necks
Surely I will get an acquittal
How I hate
Little shoes
Little socks
And each little bloomer
I'd have cracked
Years ago
If it weren't for my
Sense of humor
Some day
I'll step on their freckles
Some night
I'll straighten their curls
Send a flood
Send the flu
Anything that you can do
To little girls
Some day I'll land in the nut house
With all the nuts and the squirrels
There I'll stay
Until the prohibition of
Little girls

They just make me want to have a few snorts of some bathtub gin, they do. But, even when I'm feeling Miss Hannigan-ish, I keep coming back to one verse of the song that always cheers me up. I know it's meant sarcastically, but I often find myself singing it to my girls in a positive, happy way -- even when they're driving me crazy. They climb all over me and I trumpet:

Some women are dripping with diamonds
Some women are dripping with pearls
Lucky me! Lucky me!
Look at what I'm dripping with
Little girls

Lucky me, indeed.