Reentry

Our conversation in the car today:

Bubby: Mama, look...wittle (little) booger. (As he shows it to me on the tip of his finger)

Me: Gross. Wipe it off.

Bubby: No, me put it back in. (As he is putting his finger back in his nose)

Remember Who Your Real Daddy Is

With the transition of Presidents I think this is one of the most touching moments that came out of this historical time in our history. Maybe it is because I get so frustrated by how hard people are on the President. It is a reminder to us all - republican, democrat, or independent - that the President is just a human. He is a son, a father, an uncle, a friend. So, if you like his policy or not only matters so far. He is a human being and for that I will choose to support our President - even if it isn't who I voted for. :)

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Monkey Boy

My little bubby is quite the handful lately. Not necessarily bad behavior, just testing me in different ways then the girls ever did. His newest thing is to get out of bed, after I have tucked him in - specifically at nap time, and play in his room. Some days he will play in there for over an hour before he will actually get in bed and fall asleep and some days he plays and decides he is not going to sleep at all. When we would go in to get him up from nap we noticed that somehow he was getting his little lamp turned on. Keep in mind that the lamp is up on his changing table. TW asked him to show him how he was getting up there. It is quite the process. He drags his chair over to the dresser/changing table, crawls up the handles on the drawers, and leans up on it to balance himself while turning the lamp on. Well, yesterday was a whole new experience. I rocked him and laid him down pretty sleepy, in hopes that he wouldn't get out of bed to play. Well, my plan was not successful. I went down to the living room to lay with AKP and watch cartoons when I heard, stomp-stomp-stomp, that is him running around his room playing. This went on for about an hour before he finally laid down. When TW went to get him out of bed he yelled down for me to come upstairs. The room was trashed. Toys and stuffed animals everywhere. But, that wasn't even the most startling part. The dresser/changing table was tipped over on its side with all of the drawers pulled out. There was never a loud band or thump that I heard so I don't know when this happened, but when I saw the sight it freaked me out. I have heard on the news about cases where kids get trapped under their dresser that has tipped over. Scary! This is something I never had to worry about with the girls, but now that is not the case. I moved the lamp to a low table in hopes that he won't be tempted to climb up on the dresser. I am going to have to glue him to his bed I guess. :)

Feeling Loved *sigh*

This past weekend our girls had a dance competition out of town. It as a convention and competition...meaning Sat. and Sunday they were in classes taught by some great teachers who travel country and then Sat. night they had a competition. TW and I had a leadership training at church on Sat. morning. However, both of us couldn't attend because someone had to take the girls. So, the girls and I headed to dance on Friday afternoon and the boys stayed home. They normally attend all competitions with us so this was a first in a while. We had some great girl time, but we definitely missed our men! It was long weekend of staying up late and getting up early so by the time we pulled in the driveway last night at 7pm we were super ready to be home! As I walked in the front door the lights in the house were off and only the lamp was on and the candles were burning. The house was completely picked up...including no piles of mail/junk/etc on the kitchen counter. AND, there were three vases of flowers in the kitchen. TW and Bubby had bought us each our own flowers. Okay, how sweet! What a perfect way to come home! One of my favorite ways to unwind at night time is to turn down the lights and burn the candles. So, this was a perfect way to make me feel loved! What a thoughtful gesture of TW! I am so lucky! I am trying to keep the house in order to repay the favor for when he gets home from work. We both feel more at ease in a picked up house...which rarely happens in a home with three young children!

Moms - Sqeezing every last second

On Friday I arrived to pick up Bubby and AKP from Mother's Morning Out at 12:50pm. Their school gets out at 1:00pm. I needed to go in and pick up the car seat that the sitter had left at school because she dropped them off for me. As I pull in to the parking lot I see a couple of moms sitting in their cars. I then start to giggle to myself because I realize that they are waiting until the very last second to go in and get their kiddos. They would hate to not have those last few moments of silence before clocking back in on the mothering time clock. Now, don't get me wrong. I was giggling because I have been that Mom a couple of times. We are so desperate for "me" time sometimes that we are willing to sit in our cars in a parking lot relishing in the last few moments. Don't get me wrong, we LOVE our kids. But, sometimes a silent moment is priceless!