I spent about an hour organizing Lyla's hair accessories. She probably has enough hair pieces to let every child in Connecticut wear at least one at the same time.
I let Lyla take a walk "by herself" where she proceeded to walk up the hill of our street, into my neighbor's driveway, up their path, and knocked on their door.
I taught her how to "moo" and she grasped the concept. Now everything "moos". I taught her how to cover her mouth she when coughs. She learned to not tip the spoon upside down when she eats - but she's still working on it. She says thank you after everything now; well her version of thank you.
I've cleaned her room probably a zillion times, changed many diapers, I've washed dirty hands, I've cleaned many a times a crumbs littered floor, and I'm a pro at spilled milk.
Lyla has learned to drink from a cup by herself.
She can even point to Paris and Italy on her world map.
I call that a productive week of motherhood.
I love being a mom.