I think I can
I was running in the park with all three boys. They collectively weigh about 115 lbs. Even though they all fit into the stroller and it is built to accomodate up to 150 lbs, that thing is heavy! So on the final leg of the park, I slowed my already slow jog to a walk to make sure I didn't need them to get out and push their own stroller up the hill.
Sammy calls out, "faster Mommy, go faster!"
Honesty is the best poloicy here.
"Sammy, I'm pretty tired and this is a tough hill. I'm going to walk."
"Mommy, you can do it!"
"OK, I need you to help me. Can you give me some "I think I cans" evoking the LIttle Blue Engine.
He jumped right on board with that. He chanted the whole way. What a sweet supportive little man!
That's not all.
Monday we had a guest baby at Stroller Strides. Julia came to spend the morning with us. We all went to Stoller Strides. Miss Joy was nice enough to take Sammy in her stroller since her daughter was at school. Well, back at the hill, I hear, "I sink I cin I sink I cin I sink I cin." I looked down and Noah was ruminating in his seat, chanting and scooching me up the hill.
To go or not to go
I've been looking at going back to work. To answer the questions:- no, I have no job yet
- yes, I know within parameters what I want to do
- no, I have no idea what I'll do with the boys
- yes, I've got my resume out there
Now that we've gotten that out of the way, I have the luxury of still being home with the boys. Today I could hardly spell the work luxury, much less with a straight face. They are driving me up a wall today. I kept thinking I'd toss 'em in the backyard and let them run wild. One of the many problems in this flawless plan was that at 11:00am, I still hadn't managed to get a bra on, get clothes on the boys, much less the shoes. Everytime I diverted any attention from them, even on to one of the other boys, like to put pants on a boy, everything erupted.
Without belaboring a tough day that pales in comparison to days that many have. So **another** massive heaping of thank you to Mom, in a lifetime of Thank Yous, who took the world's longest lunch break, fed my boys, let me go for a run, get a shower and even bought lunch. Thank you thank you thank you thank you.
If it is meant to be, I'll be fundraising or doing some worthwhile marketing. I'm putting this day down for a reminder when I miss them like crazy.
As for this day, tonight we ended with lots of warm, fuzzy, squishy love from all camps.
One Full Day!
My day started with Sammy announcing, "Daddy says my penis isn't a bone."Can anyone beat that breakfast conversation?!It is imperative that I next express many enthusiastic, heartfelt thanks to Gina for taking all of the boys all day with just a day's notice!!!! Scott & I got to run away for wine tasting, laughing, relaxing, full sentences and just general love. It was wonderful. It was needed. It was perfect!!!
We got home for some time with the boys, who chanted for us when we came in. I whipped together a pork loin, risotto and corn on the cob (eat your heart out, Rachel Ray!!!)
Then it was off to a Body Shop show where I had my highest show total all year!
It was a damn good day!!!
Regina Phalanges
Noah dropped something on his foot this morning and I cooed the obvious, "oh did you hurt your toe?" He sighed a sad, "yea." I kissed it and Sam said, "These aren't alled your fingers and toes" as he wiggled them. "In my LeapPad, on the skelatal system, they're called your phalanges. These are your phalanges and these are you phalanges," while still wiggling them.
My mom's first response, "you've gotta take that thing away from him!"
