Today after a diaper change, Gianna insisted on putting her pajama pants back on by herself. I was skeptical and impatient. And then I thought, "You know what? Let her deal. I've got other things to do." I let her struggle with putting her little footies into the leg holes while I straightened the playroom. It took awhile, but she did it. All.by.herself. Big accomplishment! (and might I add? --Bode has never shown any interest, or much ability, in putting on his own clothes. Boys!)
Runnin, runnin.... |
Boom! (and Gianna & Hop Hop follow) |
Today, as part of my "don't be a lame mom just because you're 24 months pregnant" campaign, I took the babies to the park. When I was pushing Bode in the swing, he happily shouted, "I'm a SUPER HERO! I'm FLYING!" Gianna repeats everything that Bode says, so she became a flying super hero, too. I chatted it up with one mom while we were there. She is the mom to 5 kids. I told her that she was MY hero, as I'd always wanted 5 kids. As with any adult who only glances in my direction, I glommed onto her, and was soon chatting her ear off about babies and family-size. I told her how I wasn't ready to stop having babies, but all other signs (really, one, being RWF) point to No. I became the Scary Woman in the park, the one to avoid, the One Who Shares Too Much.
Mom of 5 was nice, and seemed to enjoy (?) the convo, too. She had such a serene, motherly calm about her that I was immediately envious and taking mental notes (note: don't yell at your kids, smile and sweetly distract instead). She had a 4 year old boy, and she introduced him to Bode. Bode and Jack played together. I was happy to see them play together. Bode needs a boy to play with; I think Mom of 5 was happy, too, since Jack is the only son in her bunch.
Today, our play room was expanded. Yes, it appears that a whole entire room is not enough to contain the activity, noise, and traffic that is Bode Wm's world of cars. Note to RWF: we need a bigger house. (ha! he'll love that)
Oh to be little again and lost in the world of cars play. Instead, I have to clean and cook. We are having company for dinner tonight. So despite any desire to lie down and sleep, I need to prepare food and house.
Today I want to have a clean house, and yummy, hot food on the table by 6 PM. Wish me luck!
Today I want to have a clean house, and yummy, hot food on the table by 6 PM. Wish me luck!
Hope you have a SUPER (hero) Tuesday.
xo
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