I had a rough day yesterday. I was tired and exhausted and the combination makes me irritable, much less patient with my children and down right grumpy! I hate days like that which is why I have chosen to make this day all about the little things.
I stopped to listen to Lizzie and her psychotic dreams (no, she doesn't watch scary movies-I've banned them from my home, but she does have quite the imagination) and as I was listening, I noticed her dramatic hand gestures and the great detail she was going into describing all the little things and then what made it even more interesting was when Lincoln began to spat off his gibberish while Lizzie continued. I grabbed my camera within seconds. I really wanted to post the videos but they aren't working, so maybe later
I have a load of stories, I like to write them down so that from time to time, I can go back and read them. So, I'll share a few:
Lizzie yelled to her aunt BB from the bottom of the stairs, “Sorry
BB!” I said, “No, you go say sorry to her FACE and give her a hug” and Lizzie
turned to me and said, “But mom, I pulled her hair!”
So this morning, I made Mac&Cheese for Lizzie for
breakfast because she wanted it-some days I just don't fight it ;)
So, I had completed something with the meal and I turned to
my children sitting in the high stools and said Tada!! And then began to bow in
front of them and they just stared at me with quizzical looks so I said, you're
supposed to clap?! They humored me and began clapping and so I bowed again a
couple of times and then Lizzie says "here's your prize!" holding out
her one gloved hand along with the bare one and the imaginary prize cupped in
both. I took it and began shouting Yay and waving it around above my head. She
stops me and says, “you have to open it!”
I pretend to open it and then do the same cheer and wave and
she says, “Mom it's a narble!”- What the heck is a Narble?! Do you mean
Marble??
“YEAH, a Narble!”
Okay, another...Lizzie says to me there's a pancake in the
sink. I look over, no there's not.
“Yes huh! Right there!” …I look over again
No, there's not!
I finish making the Mac&Cheese and then dish it up for
her and Lincoln- Lincoln immediately puts his hand in the bowl and gets cheesy stuff
on it- he says, “HAaa hAaa!” (all breathy like, his way of saying "hot") and
then he holds his hand out for me to clean it off. I grab a rag and put it in
between both Lizzie and him to use for their hands- (Both my kids are kinda
weird and like to have their hands clean when they eat-I wonder where they get
that? *Cough, look away*) Lizzie exclaims, “That’s the pancake mom!” That’s not
a pancake! Who told you that?
“Calley!” She responds.
Who's Calley?
“She’s sitting right there!”
Lizzie and her imaginary friends, telling her that rags are
pancakes ....I don't know. By the way,
for those that follow up on my blog and
know of Wallace- Yes! He still exists; hangs out in the closets most often
these days. He’s happy there.
We were waiting for my mom to get back yesterday before we
left for volleyball, so we're hanging out. I was doing some things on the
computer and Lizzie was waiting impatiently upstairs. She races downstairs to
me after maybe twenty minutes of waiting. She says to me, “Mom, I think my
heart is telling me that grandma is here.”
I say your heart is telling you this? “Yes, I think my heart
is telling me that grandma is here!!”
I say, well then, let’s go see-grandma wasn't there yet.
She says to me, “I guess not!” I say, she must be close
though, if your heart is telling you so and she was very close. She pulled into
the driveway soon after.
Lizzie is all the time trying to negotiate with me; this is
one that happens more frequently.
2 comments:
Oh my word! this is the best post ever!! I feel like I haven't read your blog in months, so catching up with your posts is so fun! I love you and your silly-sweet-adorable-crazy kids! XOXO
Oh my goodness. This makes me just ACHE to see you guys!!!
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