Einstein's Sweetheart

About a month ago Einstein (almost 6 and in Kindergarten) came home and said, "This girl on the bus punches me and pulls me out of my seat on the bus." I said (with steam already starting to pour from my ears), "What is this girls name, why is she doing that, and did you tell her to stop, or tell the bus driver?!" He says," Her name is Becky, and it's ok, it doesn't hurt me." At this point I am already searching for the school's phone number when he says, "And she always wants me to chase her out at recess." Whewwww...now I get it!  Deep breath.... "You know why she does that?"  He says, "Yeah, cause she thinks I'm cute!"  I chuckled and said yeah. The next morning Tony is taking him to the bus stop and Einstein says to him, "Becky is my girlfriend." Of course, Tony calls me on the way to work to tell me so when I pick him up I had to ask, "So I hear Becky is your girlfriend, huh?  He says, "Yeah."  I ask, "Well does she know this?"  He says, "No, I haven't told her yet."  I had forgotten how innocent it was to be a little person until that moment.  How sweet is that...  Now today he comes home and says,"Today I got to sit with Becky on the bus. She usually never lets me sit with her because she always sits with 2 other girls."  I asked, "Well, how come she let you sit with her today?"  He sheepishly answers, "Cause I snuck in when she wasn't looking." I chuckled and thought to myself yeah I've heard that one before!  He is definately becoming a little MAN!  These are the moments I cherish as a mom!

Just when you think you have it all figured out...

My three year old, Curious George, as you can tell by his nickname is into EVERYTHING!  Since he could crawl he has been reeking havoc on anything he can get his hands on and climbing to get whatever he couldn't.  Now my 1st child, Einstein, complete opposite.  I could put him on the floor in front of toys and he would play for hours.  No such luck with Curious George!  My particular problem is the bathroom or as Curious George would probably call it, the experiment room.  He has been potty trained (during the day) since he was 2 and at night, 2 and 1/2, so he has been going in there for over a year and just when I think he couldn't possibly get into anything in there, he proves me wrong again.  He has dumped all the Mr. Bubbles into the tub at once and turned on the water when I caught him.  He has plugged up the sink and turned on the water only to dump a whole bottle of hand soap into it.  I was too late showing up for that one and my bathroom looked like an episode of sponge bob.  I do have to say, I had a VERY clean bathroom (for 5 minutes) after cleaning that one up.  He has scavenged through all the drawers and put Vaseline all over himself..quite literally, toothpaste all over the floor (yesterday) and the walls, had a party with my tampons and the Que tips, put the toilet cleaning brush in the toilet....after pooping (yeah that was a yucky one), put an entire brand new box of Kleenex into the toilet and tried flushing it (yet another yucky one), and probably a few other things I have forgotten.  My poor, bare bathroom has nothing in the drawers and the soap, Kleenex, and toothpaste are on a shelf I installed out of his reach and today he decided to put a whole new roll of toilet paper in the toilet after pooping!  The one thing I didn't put on a shelf or move out of the bathroom simply because I can't or no one would ever come over.  Let me tell you how disgusting it was to get gloves (that mind you do not go high enough up your arm) and actually take the toilet paper out of the toilet.  I am sure some of you have had this happen and for those who haven't...be warned!  I died a little inside today...

And don't even get me started with my little diaper diva... I have been in and out of her room 15 times just since I sat down to type this because she keeps losing her nuk and refuses to take her nap.  I just got her up and brought her in to sit with me.  Looking at her, I said, "Do you think you're funny making mama run in and out all day?" She stopped crying immediately and laughed at me.  Guess we know who wears the pants around here.  Post a comment and let me know what you think ~ and thanks for listening.

Just another crazy day....

My morning began at 5am when Sissy woke up. I wasn’t ready to get up so I got her out of her crib and brought her back to bed with me to nurse. At some point, I dosed off and awoke at 6:30am drowsy with my breast still hanging out and Sissy snuggled up to it. I put her back in her room and proceeded to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When I got in there, I glanced at the mirror and noticed this red blotchy spot on my breast. I put my glasses on to take a closer look. I then realized Sissy must have gotten hungry again at some point (while I was in a coma) and missed the mark because I now have a hicky on my breast! I chuckled to myself a bit and turned around to get into the shower and WHAM... fell flat on my butt. Apparently Curious George, (my 3yr old) was into the toothpaste again as it was left on the floor (and opened)! Cleaned up the mess, took my shower, out the door at 7:30am with all three kids. Dropped Einstein off at school, came home, left again at 9:30am for Play and Learn Class until 11:30am, then off to McDonalds and to Wal-Mart, and finally to my dermatologist appt. at 1pm. Then back home by 2:30pm and off to pick up Einstein from the bus stop at 3:30pm! No wonder I am losing my hair! No kidding...I actually am losing my hair. He said I have Telogen Effluvium probably due to my pregnancy/childbirth with Sissy. I swear each one has left their own marks on my body (astigmatism, cavities, stretch marks, and now hair loss) but also in my heart! Motherhood is full of high and low moments, happy and sad, rip your hair out moments and those precious little quiet moments. Thanks for listening!