With those words buzzing through my mind, I have have pondered on the great miracles of being a mom. I have come to love things I would have NEVER thought possible. Let me give you an idea of what I mean: stampeding footsteps into my room at 7am, chocolate, toilet flushing, cold feet, snot-nosed kisses, laundry, the wheels on the bus, spitting, dinosaurs, and silverware. Still seem like nonsense??? Let me explain....
1. Stampeding Footsteps at 7am- well, let's be honest, I've never really been a morning person. But, ever since we decided to put the boys in the same room I find it completely ADORABLE how they wake up together and IMMEDIATELY run to find mom. Then, they climb up on the bed and fight over who gets to wake up the "sleeping princess" (loose quotation at that time of day). Jeff taught them that this is how you wake up a princess, and, I agree, it's a wonderful way to wake up! :)
2. Chocolate- I know, I know, most of you are thinking.. "you needed a reason to love chocolate?!?!" Yes, I did- I've been allergic to it all my life and, to be quite honest, the smell alone makes me want to vomit. Now, exhale, and let me proceed. Since I have always been allergic, the thought of baking with it was, well, less than appealing. But, since being married and having children, I have had a great desire to fill my boys with love, in every possible way. And, as every other normal person, my boys LOVE chocolate. So now, I find myself baking, more often than not, something containing chocolate- and seeing those ooey gooey chocolatey smiles brings so much joy to me! (plus, it helps when I'm trying to cut back on sweets!)
3. Toilet Flushing- now, this is a recent one! We just finished potty-training Calvin- which was, well, also less than appealing! It was the first time in motherhood where I totally hated the experience. But, as things usually do, it all worked out. And now, as Calvin shuffles off to the bathroom and I hear the flush of the toilet, I have such joy and relief that all of that is over and that my baby is now a little boy.
4. Cold Feet. Ok, I don't know what it is, but my feet are always cold! I'm one of those weirdos who likes "hot car." Oh, come on, you know.. when you get into your car and it's 110* outside and a blistering 120* inside- I leave the windows up and say aaaah. (well, when my kids and husband aren't in the car that is) So, anyways, at night, after Boston goes to bed, Calvin will take off my shoes and socks and ask, "are your feet cold, Mom?" If I say no, he just insists they are. Then he goes and gets our favorite cuddly blanket and we each sit in our designated spots on his favorite chair and cuddle while we watch a show. He is so cuddly and sweet and this is one of my favorite moments everyday. (especially since he usually proceeds to tell me how much he loves me)
5. Snot-nosed kisses. Boston did not get the lovey/kissy gene. Somehow it just skipped right over him and he likes a kiss about as much as he likes a "swift kick in the butt" (as my dad would say). But, every once in a while, he will come up to me, with as much snot on his face as he could possibly muster up, and say "KI!! KI!! and pucker up. Because he is so stingy with his kisses, I don't even care what state his face is in and just enjoy the moment! He is so precious!
6. Laundry- I know, lame. But, each time I fold their little clothes I laugh at the memories we made in them. And, as I have now added little boy underwear to the laundry, I sigh as I have concrete evidence that my little baby is growing up. I don't know what it is about little people clothing, but I just love to fold it!
7. The wheels on the bus- I always wondered how moms could stand singing the same song OVER and OVER and OVER again. Now, I know. The GIGANTIC smile Boston gets as I sing this song to him is worth EVERY repetition! He absolutely loves it. And when Boston loves something (this song, The Brown Bear book), he wants to listen to it all the time! But, as many times as we sing it, I still get a big smile, when I hear him start "whee on bus...rou rou..." and his emphasis on TOWN at the end, just melts my heart.. yes, EVERY time! :)
8. Spitting- Yes, one gross habit. Let me explain how I find it heart-warming... Boston, the funny man that he is, now thinks he is a comedian. His latest routine involves him making a spitting sound and then announcing "I spit, I'm FUNNY!" As I write this, I laugh, because even after explaining it, I'm still not sure exactly why I find it so funny- but, I do! I guess because it's my child, so it makes it cute?? Ya, we'll go with that!
9. Dinosaurs- In our household, there is just no getting around loving these big, ugly, extinct creatures. In learning to speak, Boston decided to ignore the small words, and only say two syllable+ words- dinosaur being one of the first ones. (along with cupcake, spiderman, and various other super important things like that) He also has a passion for singing, and sings the deep part to the intro song of his favorite show: dinosaur train, all the time. It is hilarious! So, as a former not-interested-in-anything-dinosaur-er, I have now been converted, and, sadly, know every word to said intro song. Wah Wah wahhhh.
10. Last, but not least: silverware. Now, what, you say, could be soo exciting about this?! Well, if you come to our house at around 5pm, you will hear it. After we finish dinner, we rock out with our silverware rockband- band name pending. Boston on lead vocals (since by this time he has ditched his plasticware), Calvin on plate drums, and mom and dad on fork guitar. Yes, that is a twinge of jealousy you're feeling towards our awesome-ness. Okay, you're right, could just be the heartburn of sorrow for the embarrassment for me and admitting this. Either way, I'm okay with it. We have fun, we laugh, and we love.. and that, to me, is what family is all about.
Disclaimer: I realize there were no pictures in this post and you are feeling ripped off, because yes, my boys are growing up by the second- well, all I can say to that is: this just isn't that kind of post- sorry! :)




