List o’ Quotes: Warning Dry heaving possible!
April 3, 2008 – 11:14 pm1. "Is Santa Bigger than Jesus?" Thing 1
2. "I need to talk on the phone to somebody! JUST TRUST ME!!!" Thing 1
3. "Stop chewing the kitty." ME
4. "NO NO NO! We don’t pee Down Slides!" ME
5. "I hate Hyenas." Thing 1
Being a mom I thought somethings would never come out of my mouth. I have learned to stop underestimating the things I do, say and think.
Today I had one of those I-did-not-just-do-that. Momments.
Imagine big…..Store.
Long line in the checkout area…..Costco. I am there innocently feeding my children some instant oatmeal (I had mistaken it for the easy mac’n cheese sample lady.)
Then it happened. Really fast acctually. I went to put a heaping spoonful into the Fishes mouth…….. rejected……
SCOOP and I ate it!!!!!
My body was on complete auto pilot. Instantly a huge smile comes over my face which started to burn bright scarlet. I am "THAT" mom. I just turned into that mom that eats off the face of her children. The ancient voices of the past come into my head "Well you couldn’t let good oatmeal go to waste now could you?" My smile broadens and I chuckle to myself. And I quickly scan the crowded checkout area. Only to meet the gaze of a 25ish young man buying grilling supplies and beer. He is laughing and smiling to himself.
I say out loud to him. "Only Mom’s can do that!" He nodds and turns to dry heave (I am sure.) I swore to myself I would NEVER and now I can say that I have. I would like to publicly appologize to myself and my selfesteme. You are so fragile and delicate at this time I never meant harm you. Hopefully it isn’t permenant.
Back to the regularly scheduled Program
December 20, 2007 – 4:56 amThe Fish has been growing so fast! I am shocked at the clapping, the crawling and the cooing. I have so much fun watching him. He has been sick but is now finally clearing up. I love his little giggle and smiles. He is the best one in the stores, shopping malls, and in the car.
Over all I would say he was the best baby. He is certainly growing up too fast. All his little teeth in the frount have all come in. He had his bottom teeth come in when he was four months.
Yesterday he started to shake his head and rock his body in total exctiement over being picked up out of his crib.
Well I have more boxes to unpack.
Today
December 13, 2007 – 7:41 pmToday I am finding….
Little socks, finger prints, and smudges of unknown substances. I see little pants wadded into a heap forming two perfect circles where their little legs left them. Small treasures inserted carefully into the VCR opening. Shoes separated and haphazardly scattered. Bath tubs that are littered with toys. Kitchen rugs sprinkled with "Rich Chocolatey Ovaltine" so they can fill up the flat bed of the tractor with "DiRT". I see hersey kisses wrappers along side fishy crackers that have been ground into the carpet. One giant green bulb suringe, perfect for sucking out the noses of sick kids. I see the stack of diapers that have yet to be taken to the back porch for morning removal. Small doodles of things they want for Christmas on their letters to Santa.
Today I am hearing…..
"Stop Talking back there! Mommy is lost and she needs to think!" Me (driving in the car)
"Oh no If you are lost Mom that means I am lost too!! OH NOOOO! Don’t go the wrong way anymore OK?" Thing 1
"Mom, Santa has a strange voice. He says, "HO HO HO!" Thing 1 (In his deepest Santa-esk voice)
"You just gotta stop kissin me Mom you’re givin me the Hiccups" Thing 1 (For him Mom Kisses means you’ll get the hiccups. Thanks Higgley Town heros, for that one!)
"ABC DEFG HI JK TUV Now I know My BBCs Next Time won’t you sing with MEEEE!" Thing 2
Giggling finally from the Fish! He has been so bogged down with the winter plague he has lost all his little funny personality.
The other day I ran dead into a wall of reality. Just a small fleeting thought passed through my mind. "This is temporary." I won’t be doing this everyday?? This changes. Instantly I started sucking in those precious little hugs with tiny arms that only reach to my shoulder blades. Or the ones that squeeze the ever living love out of your neck. I want those everyday! Like I get them now. So now it is different, the focus, I mean. Now I am not staying up late to just remind myself what silence sounds like. I am resting so I can hear what my children’s cries, laughs, and conversations are like. Instead of reading my books I am listening to the kids read me their books. Sucking down every last bit of them while they are this little. And hopefully recording all the funny things they
Who knows the answer to "Mom just can’t I stay awake all night?" Maybe a resounding "You go right ahead!"
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