Before you forget how much you love me, and love my kisses, and love my hugs… Before my smiles stop making you laugh… Before you can talk and say things like “I don’t like you anymore”… Before you can run away from me… Before you can spit juice in my face… Before you grow up as the third brother and think that I love you the least…
You are my favourite today!
I was listening to my toddler and preschooler having a conversation… yes, when they think that no one is watching them, they actually play pretty good together and not just fight!
They were pretending that they were driving a car…
preschooler: Let’s go to grandma’s house.
toddler: Why?
preschooler: Because we have to get food.
toddler: Why?
preschooler: Because she have food for us.
toddler: Why?
preschooler: Because we need to.
toddler: Why?
preschooler: You are asking too many questions!! Stop asking all those questions!
toddler: Why?
Last night my husband had to go out to work for the night… so I was alone…
Now, being alone in the day is one thing, but, being alone at night… NOT easy!
Everyone knows that I am a big fan of routines… so I guess by extension, my kids are big fans of routines… the problem is that the night time routine is mainly carried out by daddy!
I skipped alot of the things they usually do at bedtime… my idea was to give them a movie and then hope that they fall asleep…
11pm… kids running around the room… albeit tiredly…
My ideas were a bit “idiotic” for lack of a better word… I took off all the lights and pretended that I was going to sleep. [In my defense, I was very tired]
Kids screaming.
Lights back on.
But at least now they know that I meant business! So by 11:30 I had them on their sleeping bags, in our room, sleeping at last.
Daddy finally came home at 6:30am… and he’s sleeping… in the kid’s bed… which is about 3/4 of his size!
… Or maybe 2!
This morning I had to figure out how to hug a newborn, toddler, preschooler, and husband all at once… while still trying to get some sleep!
My kids usually don’t have a problem going to my husband if someone is already in bed with me… this morning I had my newborn… then the preschooler came on the other side, so by the time my toddler came… he had to get daddy…
Well, after crying and mini tantrums, I had to put the newborn back in the crib… then try to deal with the other 2… Neither of them wanted to be in the middle… so I put them both on the end next to each other…
Of course they were fighting!
Husband complaining to get them out of the bed.
Newborn crying in the crib.
I am VERY sleepy.
Isn’t it great to be a mom?!
Once in a while, I feel like doing something special for my kids…
This morning, I thought that I would make them pancakes with chocolate chips… I saw a great picture of some bran pancakes on my box of bran flakes… asked my husband to get some whole wheat flour… I came downstairs this morning and saw the pack of flour AND a box of instant buttermilk pancake mix. Being married for 8 years… my husband is a bit of a skeptic when it comes to me trying to follow a recipe loves my cooking, but wanted to make it easy for me! Needless to say… “bran flakes” mix was in the garbage… and my buttermilk pancakes with chocolate chips were great!
We were in our usual meal time seating arrangement… me in the middle with the newborn on my lap, and the 2 kids on either side… and having our usual meal time conversations…
Me to toddler: bite first, then drink…
Toddler: nope!
Me to toddler: ok takes away drink
Toddler: crying
Preschooler: mummy, put him in “vested” waters with sharks! [Shark-infested waters]
Now, I was wondering where he would hear a line like that, since we really don’t look at TV… tempted to blame my parents… but then realized that the line came from the episode of “Care Bears” they’ve been watching all week!
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