Today I spent the entire afternoon reading my own blog start to finish. I absolutely loved going back and looking at the pictures and videos..reading and reliving those precious moments that are gone all too fast. So I got inspiration. That's right friends, I have gone and inspired myself...which I think could be a record level of self-absorption...but I'm still waiting on Guiness for official conformation on that. Anyway, I'm back. And I've got a lot to talk about.
So, a briefing on the past year...
Well, for one, Beau started school. Let me start by saying every night when we say prayers Beau always prays for his teachers. And let me tell you, I do too. I do too. These ladies are a special bunch. They are either blessed with the patience and faith of Job...or they are down right crazy. Could be either. My three year old baby bounces off the walls from sun up to sun down. I try to imagine myself in a room with 12 of them for four hours twice a week and the mere thought is enough to make me break out in a cold sweat. Seriously. mealtime around here is like being in negotiations for NATO. Times 12? No gracias. But I am ever so thankful that there are people like them out there. Beau absolutely loves them and school. His song repertoire is second to no other 3 year old and I've seen other moms give me the jealous stare when they see the hand-crafted tissue paper decoupage flower I got for Mother's Day. Booya.
While we are on the subject of my eldest son... let me run an idea by you. I'm thinking of starting a new blog called "Are you a smarter-ass than a three year old?" No, I'm not...but I have enough material. Just the other day he asked me a question and I replied with a simple yes. He looked at me and corrected in a very firm tone, "YES SIR, mommy. I am a SIR!" Touche you little turd. Spent the following 10 minutes explaining how grown ups don't have to say that, and kids do. UGH. Parenting is hard when you have smart kids.
Meanwhile...my little Tater is not so little anymore. He started walking around 13 months and will not accept any other mode of transportation. And while Beau took his sweet time getting his teeth, I think poor Wade woke up one day with all but his wisdom teeth.
Wade and I get to enjoy time alone together while Beau is at school. I usually try and get things done in this small, glorious, window of opportunity. So TayTay and I do a lot of shopping together and to help him be more, ahem, cooperative, I will usually give him a dumdum sucker while he's in the cart. It was only about the 20th time I figured out he not only was eating the sucker, but the stick too. Hey, I always thought he was throwing on the ground. Nope. Digesting it, more like. Oh well. Goes right along with all the pebbles and bark he eats at the park. Now, this is a phenomenon of life that completely baffles me...how does he throw delicious food that I slaved over the stove for hours to make all over the ground...but stumble upon a pre-chewed wad of gum in a parking lot and it goes straight for the mouth? Perplexing.
If you really want to get my goat look at TayTay and then look at me square in the eyes and say, "Oh! Where did he get those BEAUTIFUL blue eyes from!?" Do it. I love it. I mean, can a mom get a little credit around here? Sometimes I just want to say, "the cabana boy", and walk away.
Anyway, I've rambled and rambled...so I'm feeling just like my old blogging self! I didn't even get to holidays, birthdays, MOVING, etc. etc. So, to conclude this mess of... not much apparently... a couple of random pictures seem to be in order!
Juuuuuust enough belly and thigh roll exposure to tease you.
I love being a mom. My kids are my heart. On this Mothers Day I'm just happy knowing I have this blog forever etched somewhere in internet-space-time-continuum-capsule so I can look back and have a laugh...at their expence...and maybe be inspired ;)
Ok, so I'm heading off to bed. We all know there is only one reason to be awake in the wee hours of the morning. A Royal Wedding!!! Duh.
Happy Mother's Day Mommy!
