The boys love to share their favorite part of the day when we’re winding down for lights-out. Last night, however, the theme was “favorite memory”. My 5 y’old came up with that idea and thought the Mustang Shelby GT my brother-in-law rented when he came in town for Thanksgiving last year was the best ever. And my 7 y’old started out by saying, “A long long long long long long long long time ago – I remember like it was yesterday… [long pause]… because it was yesterday…” and I don’t even remember the rest I was laughing so hard. I later told him what a funny guy he is, and my youngest sighed really loud and said, “Man, I’m so romantic.”
I’m not sure he knows what that even means. But I truly think the girls in all of kindergarten think he’s the cat’s meow. The way they say hello or goodbye to him… I am a girl… I know what the tone means. And to say anything to him about it turns his face bright red. I hope we’re not in trouble. So far, he’s only had a major crush on one girl for quite some time. I’m pretty sure it’s mutual. She certainly gets two thumbs up from me – I absolutely adore her. And I know kindergarten is incredibly premature to keep fingers crossed. But my grandparents have known each other since 4th grade – so you just never can tell. At least I can hope maybe he’ll be the guy that doesn’t go for the types that make anything easy.
He was super “huggy” today after school – which is not normal. He has never liked being held much… not even as a little baby. My oldest is the snuggliest person ever. So, I asked him if he was feeling okay – and why he was so affectionate. He told me I’ve just gotten so comfortable. I’m pretty sure that means “soft”.
And then I was all frazzled because I couldn’t find my cell phone. So, I asked Brent to call it for me so I could hear it ringing while I looked around. And he started yelling, “Phone!! Phooooone! Where are you, phone!?”
Even the dumb dog is cracking me up. He gets all prissy as if he’s going to melt – crying and whining like… “Don’t you see me out here under the COVERED! PORCH! with this drizzle going on behind me!? How dare you leave me out here! My fur is going to kink!” What a diva. He's super metro. He might even be gay - or at least "confused".
This is for sure “had to be there” – but my sister-in-law made the mistake the other day of putting shoes on my niece that squeak when she walks. I’ve seen the shoes in the store before, but not on… and I truly could not see why anyone would want more noise than their child already makes. Fortunately, the squeaker can be removed, but oh my gosh – to witness my tiny niece fall in love with, run, jump, stomp her feet laughing hysterically, and panic at the idea of taking them off was truly one of the most hilarious things. I no longer hate the squeaker shoes. They’re worth it. I’ve never seen a girl so young be so sure she’d be sleeping in new shoes in my life.
And speaking of babies – I went to wash my hands the other day and saw the cutest little baby lizard hanging out under the rose rock we have. He's hard to see - and he wasn’t there very long. I have no idea how he got in, but he’s a reminder of tiny new things to come.
And speaking of babies – I went to wash my hands the other day and saw the cutest little baby lizard hanging out under the rose rock we have. He's hard to see - and he wasn’t there very long. I have no idea how he got in, but he’s a reminder of tiny new things to come.
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