Thursday, November 15, 2012

My Special Little People

I do realize this is a long post but if anyone is interested in knowing the day to day things I get to be apart of and that make me laugh, here are a few:
A while ago, I had been up with Lincoln all night and then come morning time, it finally dawned on me to push his ear and then it was obvious to me. He had an ear infection. I just felt bad I hadn’t caught on to it earlier in the night. I had tried everything else, teething, growing pains, father’s blessing, etc… nothing seemed to work except the blessing, temporarily until it just clicked and I knew. I woke Lizzie that morning and told her I needed her to get ready because we needed to take Lincoln to the doctor. Her response was “Will they have treats?”…that’s my daughter’s sweet tooth talking.

Lizzie wanted to go the park after getting Lincoln’s medicine, I said, I don’t know, maybe
The closer we got to home, I needed to make the decision…I said to Lizzie, “I’m really tired and concerned about Lincoln. I think I’d rather go home and take care of him and myself.”
Lizzie- “What?! But you promised?!”
Me-“No, I didn’t. I said, Maybe.”
Lizzie-“Yeah, Maybe means You Promise!”
After laughing together, I gave in but said we’d only stay for a short time. It was a beautiful warm day in St. George and the kids had fun playing.

The other day Lizzie says to me, “Mom, I love you lots”
Me-“I love you too”
Lizzie- “I didn’t hear you say lots?”
Me- “I do love you lots”
Lizzie- “ Let’s start over…”

So, we’re all driving to town to get groceries and one of Lizzie’s favorite things to do is play car games.
Lizzie-“Let’s play the color game?!”… “Meenee Minee, Mo”
Me-That’s not the color game, you say “I spy with my little eye”…
Lizzie interrupts with, “I spy with my ity bity eyes” and then she pauses
Me- “something that is what color?”…
Lizzie interrupts again, “It’s my turn, mom!”

I like to spy on my children when they’re playing because most often I get a good laugh out of it. I peeked in their just in time to see Lizzie playing mom and Lincoln was her honey or son. She throws her arms in the air and says, “Oh no!  I’M LATE!! I’ve got a 2, 5 on my clock!!”.

The other day, I brought my laundry up and found Lincoln tucked in the laundry basket (a.k.a crib). He was totally soaking up all the attention and loved playing like he was the baby. Lizzie is going to make such a good mother some day.

Driving to town the other night for my volleyball games and It was dark now that it gets dark earlier. Lizzie wanted to play car games again, but I spy wasn’t a great one to play since it was so dark outside. She was kind of disheartened by this fact. But we played the animal questions game instead. Until, it seemed Lizzie was bored of it and then she exclaimed, “I have an idea!, How bout we shine all our lights at the signs outside?!” She had thought so innocently that we could somehow light up the whole world if just all had flashlights to shine out of the car…needless to say, I laughed very hard and for a very long time.

Lizzie went to my mom the other day complaining about her “Tankaroo Bruise”
My mom says, what’s a Tankaroo Bruise?!
Lizzie- “In my mouth! See?!”
My mom- “That’s a canker sore!”
My mom told her she could make it feel better but it would hurt pretty good at first if she just used some alum. Lizzie thought about it that day and then that night, she says, “okay mom, I need to go have grandma put some alsum on my mouth” and as she left the room, I said, It’s called alum”
She wandered upstairs to find grandma and she saw papa and said, “I need some callum!”
She was so tough when they put it on her canker sores (or what I may call Tankaroo Bruises for the rest of my life because I like it better) and then she begged for water after.  What a champ!

Brooklynne and Lizzie were bringing the Christmas decorations downstairs from the elf room (the small attic room ) and Lizzie had her eye on a small box that would be easy for her to carry down. She said, I’ll take this one and then got a little distracted when papa asked what they were doing. After a minute of two, she turned to get her box which was no longer there, Brooklynne had disappeared with all the boxes they had pulled out. She started freaking out and screaming for BB to come back with her box! BB (Brooklynne) was already to the bottom of the stairs. Lizzie sat at the top of the stairs and started to cry. Papa heard and came to check on her. ..Lizzie turns to him and says, “What’s in she's head?!” (meaning, what was she thinking?) and papa couldn’t hold back the laughter.

Lizzie has gotten pretty impatient these days, she must get that from me, unfortunately.  So, PATIENCE has been a word used often (daily) in our household, but sometimes I can’t hold back the laughter long enough to teach her that she needs to be patient, those are times when she says things like this in her sweet ,yet bossy way… “Hurry Up! I’m losing it!!”

Lizzie is becoming quite the smarty pants and I have to watch myself very closely these days. But she still has some things that take me back a little and make me think, she’s still just my sweet baby girl. She still plays with her belly button and she always gets her Kitchen and Ketchup words back wards. They come Chicken and Checkup.
Lincoln is also growing like a weed. He loves to play with his sister. He’ll copy just about everything she does, especially the really daring stuff! His favorite Halloween candy has been smarties. He’s had about a billion of em. He always tries to get away with having a treat before his meals. He has his mommy’s major sweet tooth. He’d choose and carry the cereal bag that is the size of his body to me for every meal if I let him. He’s also the sweetest, most lovable little guy. He makes me happy always squeezing his arms around me and give me kisses! I absolutely love my children.  I find that If I write all these good moments down, I tend to forget the unpleasant things of being a mom, like when Lincoln drops the cutting board on my toe and it brings tears to my eyes, the kisses and hugs he gives me after are the thing that heals the heart and helps us forget the pain.
How can You Not love these special little people in the World!!

1 comment:

Kelly said...

Oh my dear! I love your children! Keep these posts coming!
And please give them kisses from Aunt Kelly!