Oh, Noah. Where to even begin. You are so sweet when you want to be. You are absolutely hilarious. Your songs, your mannerisms. You are such a character.
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
He will always be my Noah ba Doah
Oh, Noah. Where to even begin. You are so sweet when you want to be. You are absolutely hilarious. Your songs, your mannerisms. You are such a character.
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Zoo House
There are times that I really do not know which way is up. Somedays I think back to when I did not have children and how simple my life was. I was single, I could eat when I wanted, make a trip to WalMart at 3 in the morning. I didn't have to plan. I just did.
Then I look at my children and think, "Why would I want to go back to THAT?"
Sure, things get crazy. Today I was trying to finish a paper, get ready, do housework, get Elizabeth to take a nap, make Jeff's lunch, figure out dinner, and not going crazy. Amidst all of this, you wanna guess what my little monkey did? (Isaiah is referred to as little monkey).
This sweet little boy went into his bedroom, quietly took off his pants and pull-up and proceeded to POOP ON THE RUG!!!
He walks out smiling saying, "Ewww.....poop....ewww mama, poop" And was nice enough to show me where he pooped.
So I guess I can take a piece of carpet and put it on the toilet to potty train him.
I guess if he starts flinging poop at people and smearing it on the walls, he will become our big monkey.
I guarantee you that I never cleaned poop off of a floor when I was single and didn't have any kids. Would I give it up? Never. Do I wish Isaiah would potty train? ABSOFREAKINLUTELY!
Bottom line, I would not trade it for the world. Even if the house is covered in poo and children are climbing the walls and I'm hiding in the bathroom. Because if I lose the bad moments, I also lose the good. I would lose Isaiah hugging me and saying "Love you mama" out of the blue. I'd miss Noah making up country songs. I'd miss Elizabeth giving me the most beautiful smile in all the world. Those make up for the crazy, poo filled days.
Then I look at my children and think, "Why would I want to go back to THAT?"
Sure, things get crazy. Today I was trying to finish a paper, get ready, do housework, get Elizabeth to take a nap, make Jeff's lunch, figure out dinner, and not going crazy. Amidst all of this, you wanna guess what my little monkey did? (Isaiah is referred to as little monkey).
This sweet little boy went into his bedroom, quietly took off his pants and pull-up and proceeded to POOP ON THE RUG!!!
He walks out smiling saying, "Ewww.....poop....ewww mama, poop" And was nice enough to show me where he pooped.
So I guess I can take a piece of carpet and put it on the toilet to potty train him.
I guess if he starts flinging poop at people and smearing it on the walls, he will become our big monkey.
I guarantee you that I never cleaned poop off of a floor when I was single and didn't have any kids. Would I give it up? Never. Do I wish Isaiah would potty train? ABSOFREAKINLUTELY!
Bottom line, I would not trade it for the world. Even if the house is covered in poo and children are climbing the walls and I'm hiding in the bathroom. Because if I lose the bad moments, I also lose the good. I would lose Isaiah hugging me and saying "Love you mama" out of the blue. I'd miss Noah making up country songs. I'd miss Elizabeth giving me the most beautiful smile in all the world. Those make up for the crazy, poo filled days.
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