The Nanny.

Did anyone watch Dancing with the Stars this last week?

I won't be shocked if you say "no" because I think i've watched it one other time in my life, but this week we happened to turn to it right when it was "The Brady Bunch Theme Song". I got all excited and Ryan was like, "wow. I had no idea you were such a fan of the Brady Bunch." AM I EVER.

I loved that show. And still do...(kind of even want to get the series on DVD for Emma to watch when tv no longer produces shows we'll want our children to watch.) I mean look at this perfect, cute family.

But i've been thinking about the "brady bunch life" this week and now that I am looking back on it, I can't quite remember what the mother was ever really doing. She always looked great, and would come home from "things", but what was she doing?. Hmmmm....

And then I am remembering a few weeks ago when I went to lunch with a good friend I know through work who just moved to Salt Lake from the East Coast. Before we went to lunch she sent me an email and told me to be sure to bring pictures of little Emma. I thought that was a little interesting and of course, replied that I won't need to bring pictures because i'll be bringing HER.

When we got to lunch and started talking, she shared how she wasn't sure if I was leaving Emma with the nanny or not.
OH.
THE NANNY.

Of course.

Alice. The Brady's Nanny/house cleaner.
It's all coming together now.

How flattering that she would think I, litte miss Chrislyn herself, would have a nanny. I mean...wow. Am I really that mature? I'll take that compliment any day!

So the thing is, I was actually a nanny once. And absolutely LOVED every minute of it. And still ADORE the Katzmann family. Best people in the world! But I think once you ARE a nanny...you kind of always are the nanny...and the mommy...and the house cleaner. It's just the world I have always known. It's what I "do" as a  "stay-at-home-mother".

And so as I sit here on a Friday afternoon enjoying the cloudy day in my pajamas, cleaning the house, working from my laptop, changing diapers and cleaning spit-up off the couch....I am realizing that I may not ever have the Brady Bunch family or home. And I may not ever be in a position to have a nanny to take the little ones so I can have peace and quite while I work...but it's okay...

Because I AM THE NANNY.
And i've dreamed of this since I was 5 years old.

And lucky for all of you, BOTH of us didn't stay in our pajamas...and one of us was cute enough for a few pictures to share!

Yep, 3 months old next week, and the cutest, LITTLE PEANUT we've ever seen. (And a whole 9.3 pds and 23 inches!).