Mother’s Day; Just Another Normal Day
Happy Mother’s Day!
It’s our day. Aren’t we LUCKY?! We get 24 HOURS to celebrate US.
So sweet.
This morning, I unlatched Princess from my boob and snuck out of bed. I decided against feeling freshly cleaned for fear of waking up the baby and quickly threw on the first thing I saw.
Shushing the dog, I crept downstairs to enjoy a cup of HOT coffee with my best friend. We had planned this the night before and she was already on her way over.
All of the kids were home. A full house of 6 littles and the house was silent at 6:30 am! My heart was full. I love my kids, but I really wanted to have an adult conversation over a cup of coffee (or two) without interruption.
It’s Mother’s Day after all, and we deserve this.
I walked into the kitchen to start the water.
Shit. One was already up.
Little Man was eating a bowl of cereal.
“Good Morning, Honey! Did you sleep well?”
“Yeah.” He mumbled, milk dripping down his chin.
“Hey, if you want to watch a show, you can. Just be quite because everyone is still sleeping.”
Shocked by this announcement, Little Man ran off before I changed my mind.
My best friend showed up and we held hot mugs of coffee and smiled.
Happy Mother’s Day.
Zen.
Now, we could have sat there in silence for the next hour. We would have been completely happy doing that. We could have had a “Sip & Bitch” therapy session over the latest. We could have done anything. What we did, however, was witness Roo waking up about 5 minutes into what was supposed to be the perfect morning and invade our space.
She was totally pouty, too.
Reminding her it was MY DAY only brought out the sass in her.
Great. Happy Fucking Mother’s Day.
By 7:30 am Boss, Dos Tres, and Baby Girl came down. The boys eat breakfast and run outside. Baby Girl gets out the cookbook to finish the cake she started the night before.
*Translation: the boys are “running away” from any potential chore I may ask of them. Baby Girl is baking FOR ME, but the real gift is the mess I get to clean up AFTER she cleans up.
At least the Hubz and Princess are still sleeping.
Never mind. Here they are.
We may not always get to have that “perfect day”, but I bet we can all agree that our kids are all pretty perfect, even when they’re not.
In honor of All Mothers and ALL that we do (put up with), I thought I would share a few of my favorite quotes, courtesy of my kids. ENJOY!
“Honestly Mom, I’m surprised you don’t look worse for having 3 kids.”
“In this house, we don’t have instant food. In this house, dinner takes a while.” Explaining the wait for dinner.
“If you want to find us, follow the trail of lady bugs. The squished ones. The non-squished ones kept moving.”
“Sometimes I have a dream that I’m in the bathroom peeing and then I wake up because my bed is all wet. So when that happens, I’m NOT peeing my bed, I had a wet dream?” 6 yr. old after listening in on a conversation about puberty and body changes.
“I thought my pee was backed up when my penis got hard.”
“Mommy, guess what? We got a goodie bag from the nurse for finishing puberty class. Wanna see?!”
“Do not bring trees into the house!” Me to the kids after finding a 10 foot tree in the laundry room. They informed me it was their “pet dog.” WTF? We have 2 very REAL DOGS.
Deciding on Popsicle flavor
Mom: “we have cherry, grape, strawberry or raspberry. Which would you like?”
3 yr. old: “blueberry.”
Mom: “there isn’t blueberry. We have [repeat flavors]”
3 yr. old: “chape.”
Doing Homework with 7yr old Baby Girl. Writing topic: “if I were a pirate…”
“If I were a pirate and it was a game I would NOT like it at all. First, they steal. Also, the skull flag is terrible! Finally, their fashion, I have no comment!”
Leave me a comment of some of your favorite quotes.
