We’ve collected yet another week of experiences, laughs, and lessons. And dirty clothes. But that’s not what this post is all about…well, not entirely.
Lesson #1: We need to clarify the early morning rules in our house. For instance, when we tell the boys that they need to read in bed when they wake up before 6am on Saturday, Little singing from his kindergarten poetry notebook at the top of his lungs isn’t what we had in mind.
Lesson #2: I look forward to the day Pink is at the age where going to the bathroom is a physiological need, not a hobby.
Lesson #3: Related: It pays to have
your idol one of your favorite grown-up friends be a teacher at your big brothers’ school. Because when you’ve misplaced your can’t-live-without-you lovey, and it’s found in the school restroom, it makes its way safely (though perhaps not cleanly) back to you before you’ve even left campus.
Lesson #4: Pink, who’s partial to my help in every room told Lenny, “I wish I could just snap my fingers and mom would appear.” Funny, I was under the impression that’s exactly how it worked.
Lesson #5: You know a little girl has two big brothers when she walks around town singing, “A-B-C-D-E-F-G, Barney is my enemy!” Well, that and “Hey, Jessie…a-whoo-ooo-ooo-oooh…Hey, Jessie!”
Lesson #6: You’re never too young to set and meet goals. Take Little, for instance. He’s determined to get just a bit dirtier each and every day. And you know what? He’s nailing it.
Lesson #7: Related: Little claims to be scoring goals and making plays on the playground, but based on the appearance of his clothes, I’m pretty sure he spends the entire recess rolling in the dirt.
Lesson #8: Also related: Little’s liberal approach to Sharpie “art” has taught me that it truly won’t come off of anything. Except, of course, the lid of his “decorated” baseball bucket…onto his brand new white baseball pants.
Lesson #9: We’ve officially reached the point where there’s more glitter than lint in the dryer vent.
Lesson #10: When you’re running out the door for a day of baseball, and you tell your daughter to pack up her backpack with things to entertain herself, you don’t expect that when you arrive she’ll empty it out and reveal that all she brought was about ten wardrobe changes for the day.
Gotta run. My awesome grocery store sommelier came over to me in Starbucks to tell me they’re having a wine sale (no joke). Happy St. Paddy’s Day, indeed. (It pays to be a
mom who’s always asking where the restrooms are local celebrity.)
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Michelle @ Life In Training says
We abandoned our first attempt to Potty train G, but that hasn’t stopped her from saying she “need to go Potty”all the time. Especially when we’re seated smack in the middle of a crowded pew at church!
Haha. The humorous moments that only an acutely observant parent can share. I’m guessing they’ll each read these at some point down the road and have a chuckle on their own behalves. I create a video diary of my 2 and 5 year old every month or two for this exact reason, although I like that this platform allows you to apply your obvious wit.
There are 154 more of these? Incredible. Thanks for sharing!
Amy, Using Our Words says
Thanks for the kind words, Derek! It’s nice to have you here.