Tuesday, May 15, 2007

My Mother's Day

I had a very lovely Mother’s Day. Marshall and Haven went out before I got up to get flowers and coffee for me. Marshall picked red roses and Haven picked purple mums. (my favorite color) Then they had me open my cards and gifts. A very nice beginning to Mother’s Day. When I picked Haven up from his Sunday School class, he handed me a picture he drew for me. He used a purple marker (in my honor) for most of his drawing. I love how he always writes Ma Ma like it’s two separate words. As I examined his drawing, I saw a curious-looking rectangle he drew that was colored in brown. It had a skinny thing sticking out of the top of it. I asked Haven what it was. He replied, “It’s a Dr. Pepper. See, I even drew a straw sticking out of it!” Oh boy... I guess I’ve been hitting the Dr. Pepper a little hard lately. I guess it could’ve been worse. At least he didn’t draw a glass of wine or something.

After church we went to lunch at Buca di Beppo. I like it there because it is loud and I don’t have to worry about keeping the kids quiet. It’s funny how my standards for judging a restaurant have changed now that I have three kids. When I had two kids, we would regularly go to restaurants like Ruth’s Chris. People would always come up to us and compliment us on our well-behaved children. Oh yes, I thought to myself... it’s because we’re such great parents. ha ha ha. Now with three kids... it’s all gone to .... H....E.... double hockey sticks. Now I just want to go somewhere loud so people can’t hear my kids. So lunch was lovely. Actually the whole day was lovely. A time to relax and enjoy my family. And I drank TWO Dr. Peppers on Mother’s Day. Now back to my regular kinds of days....

This morning after Marlie finished her morning bottle, she got up, walked to the other side of the family room and burped. About 1/5 of her bottle came up with this burp and she spit up on the family room floor. What the heck??? (I think to myself) She’s 16 months old... she’s too old for spitting up. Why doesn’t she just keep her mouth closed when she burps? So I ran to the kitchen to get some wipes to clean up the carpet. As I’m running back to the family room, Seamus (totally oblivious to the pile of spit-up) steps right into it. Of course. Wait... I’ve got an even better one.

Yesterday Marlie pooped and I went to change her diaper. I opened her diaper and there was one of those pincher bugs crawling on her poop INSIDE the diaper. One of those long, flat, skinny black bugs with the pincher on the end. DISGUSTING! How on earth did it get in her diaper??? Actually, I don’t really want to know how it got in her diaper. So I saw the bug was about to crawl off the diaper, which means it would crawl toward Marlie. I quickly took the poopy diaper (with the bug) and laid it on the floor, all the while holding Marlie’s legs high in the air to keep her poopy butt off the changing table. I watched the bug crawl off her diaper and then I stepped on it. It was stunned, but not yet dead... at least I could have time to clean her butt before dealing with it again. So I’m wiping her bottom when Seamus walks into the room, walking backwards toward us. (why? I don’t know) And he walks backwards and steps right onto the poopy diaper and bug. AAAAHHHHHH! I couldn’t make this stuff up if I wanted to!

I’ve come to a conclusion now. It’s Marlie’s job to make the gross bodily messes and it’s Seamus’ job to step in it. Oh the joys of being a mother of three!

The painters have finished painting the house.... and the neighbors are speechless. I’ll reveal a picture of our newly painted house in my next post.