Even the school's director shouts out "rock star" when he walks in. Maybe I need to tell his teachers to tell him jokes.Įvan takes hip-hop class, is now an everyday preschooler and has become quite the ladies man. He is keeping them in his memory bank and I just wish he would do the same with schoolwork. He has some good ones like "What do you call a witch who lives at the beach?.a sand witch (sandwich). He commands a lot of attention with this. Jake is perfecting his joke-telling skills. One thing I can count on is comic relief and that is what I have been getting from both lately. When one has a bad day at school or is struggling, I feel frustrated and sad. Somehow I always wind up feeling their pain much worse I think. I have both types of personalities to deal with, so caring for them sometimes takes love, strategy and patience.
Some kids have a tough exterior but are puppy dogs at home with mom, while others wear their hearts on their sleeve always. Then we send them out into the world with their little or in my case, "big", personalities and hope for the best. As moms we struggle to keep our kids protected and feel loved, giving them all their basic necessities and then some. Jake's cute quote."Talk to the booty cause the hands off duty!"īoys can break your heart in sooooo many ways, I am coming to find out. Some cute words of the month from Evan: vamillia, (instead of vanilla)and skatue, (instead of statue). We all played the DS together and enjoyed our talks and the quiet around us. But the best part of the night was when the fire was lit and the boys snuggled up next to me on the loveseat-sized couch and told me theyjust wanted to be near me. Its portability came in handy when trying to get the fireplace working. They thought it was funny how we were all using their DS's as a light source as well. I decided to sit in the living room by the fireplace and John got it cranking for us as a source of light. We lit candles and had battery powered flashlights. Both John and I were there to reassure them. We came home from being out and they were super worried about entering the house with no power or lights.
Probably the most special moment recently was when the power went out one unusually chilly night. I came home from getting my hair done and Evan shouted "Mommy, you look beautiful. They definitely requested my presence and asked me to make them fresh squeezed lemonade that we all could share and do "cheers." We had a snack outside on the back patio. Evan said, "Sit here, mommy," when I went to use the computer in the kitchen and not at the table next to him.
That's why these days any chance they give me their willing positive attention (I am not referring to when they get hurt or need food), I cherish it.
So when I look at them sleeping peacefully, I gaze at their serene faces and breathe it all in, knowing when they wake up we are off to the races. Even on Halloween, as they walked around dressed as Star Wars troopers, they didn't want to walk with me anymore, only their friends, running from house to house. As they get older, it gets harder and harder for me to keep them near me. Any chance to play outside or ride their bike is usually thrilling and the Wii offers contant opportunities to wiggle, steer, kick and scream. When music comes on, they love to move their bodies around in the funniest of ways. They are constantly on the go, running and jumping around. As a mom, I sometimes find myself in amazement at all the energy young boys have.
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