Sorry for the missed post last night. The hubs started turning off the computer and I didn't have the energy to get off the couch to do my post as I was already settled in to watch a movie for the night. The last 2 days have been rainy days. Today especially. Pouring rain. Almost all day. When it wasn't pouring, it's been moderately sprinkling. Not a single break all day. Ugh.
The kids haven't done any spectacular the last few days. Not that I can remember. Although, I've made a mental note of the multiple times Moose has done something really quite precious. He'll randomly get up from whatever he's doing, run over to me or the hubs, give us a hug and say something along the lines of "I love you." "You're the best Mama ever." etc. I think yesterday he said "You're the best wiper ever." After I wiped his bum. I've alsp heard recently "You can fix anything."
We were walking through the rain to a concert at the hubs' school (for Jon Schmidt. Check him out!) and there was a massive puddle. I had an umbrella in one hand, and reached to grab Moose with my other. (My left. Bad idea.) I had to rearrange myself and get him with my good arm, and I quickly struggled across the mini-lake. As I was forging, he was constantly planting huge kisses on my cheeks. I made a comment about making out under the umbrella and a man passing us by looked over and just laughed. After I put Moose down I told him what nice affection he was showing me. He asked me what affection was, and so I gave him a brief explanation. He then continued trying to hug my legs, which he had been doing since I put him down, and told me once again, "You're the best Mama ever."
I guess I'm glad I don't remember too much about the last two days, because I do remember all of these moments, and they're the stuff you want to remember anyway.
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