…and I take a bow.
I get the credit and recognition I deserve out here in Costa Rica, I tell ya.
Everywhere we go we get looks of amazement; they point, they run over, they call their moms to tell them, they turn to tell their friends, they come over to say hi.
Yes they do, and I promise you this isn’t an exaggeration, my husband can back it up.
I have four girls, QUATRO CHIQUITAS! CON AZUL OJOS!
All of these are true stories:
*They stop to count them.
*They stop to look real close at them.
*They say, “four girls!” “four little girls” “four girls with blue eyes” “FOUR GIRLS, COME OVER HERE LOOK, THEY HAVE FOUR GIRLS”
*At the beach one girl walking her dog stopped to start pointing and laughing to call her friend over to show her.
*At the grocery store a woman stopped in amazement, then called to tell her mom.
*They stop to talk to all the girls.
*At the library the other day there were 4 young Brazilian girls visiting, they spent a full hour doting on my children. You know what I finally did? Pulled up a chair and started reading a book. Go ahead and give them all the attention they can soak in ladies!
*The tourists do it and so do the locals. The Farmers Market is our weekly performance for everyone to see. I am sure of the fact that the mango man gives me a deal because of all the girls swarming around me. The Amish couple that bring their baked goods let me cut in line to buy our weekly cookies. Dang, I am working it with these four chiquitas.
*They give ME a good up and down look after seeing the kids. I think in their minds they have arrived at the conclusion that I did birth them all. I look tired, ragged, and my body is quite droopy after this 4th one.
*One time I left the van doors open while I ran something to a doorstep. I turned around and found 5 adults crowed around my car looking in in amazement.
You know what I am going to start doing? Dropping all the kids to just stop and take a bow. Because you know what…
THANK YOU TICOS it is a big deal and I appreciate the extra love.
*But I would like to hear, “Oh my goodness you birthed all these babies? You look too young and hot and fit to be able to do that!” Eh, C’est la vie, my body doesn’t work like that.