#suckup

Lydia just randomly walked up to me and said “Mom, you are so young and skinny.”

I was all “What do you want? Because, girl, you can have it!” 

#specialtomyheart

Lydia was sitting on the kitchen counter eating a piece of pizza at 11:00 P.M. (because it is summer and we are totally unscheduled like that) and she says to me, “Mom, I want to snuggle you forever.” I walked up to her and squeezed her hard. Then I asked, “Do you know how much I love you?” And without skipping a beat she said, “I know you love me and you know how I know? . . . Because I am special to your heart.” Um. . . little girl. . . could you be any sweeter? Love you tons! 

#peacebutnotquiet

Today when we got back from a long day at the pool I plopped the kids in the tub in our master bathroom and jumped in the shower. Thankfully they love a bath because it seems to be the ONLY time I can do anything around here. So, as soon as they were settled I jumped in for a few seconds of peace. In the same room.  Only a partial wall separating us.  As soon as I closed the door and let the hot water run down my back this conversation came up. .  .

LG-Mom, Liam is drinking his pee.

S-Liam, don’t drink your pee.

LT- Tay.

LG-Mom, he is STILL drinking his pee.

S-Liam, buddy, please stop drinking whatever you are drinking. We don’t drink pee.

LT-Tay. Mom. Me. Dwink. Wador. In. Pwincess. Tup.

LG- Mom, he is drinking water and pee in my princess cup. Water and PEE, Mom!

And I continued to lather my hair, pretending that I was on some deserted island somewhere, like the lady in the herbal essences commercials. I did not get out, y’all. I did not interfere. He probably continued to drink the bath water because Lydia kept complaining about it. It was the first time in at least 24 hours that I was in a 4 foot by 4 foot space all by myself. I did not get out. Mother of the year right here. Mother. of. the. year. 

#growingupsucks

It is the first week of summer break. That means. . . NO MORE BABA!  

Night 1- piece of cake
I was all what was I so worried about!?!?!

Night 2- decent
He fussed a little but it was pretty painless for all of us. 

Night 3- pure freakin’ TORTURE
Oh my goodness. He was up screaming and crying all night. I was ready to give in after an hour. After two or three, Liam and I were both begging Jared to cave. He didn’t. And it was rough. 

Sometimes growing up sucks, little man. If it were up to me, you could be a baby forever! Here’s to hoping that this withdrawal phase ends soon. I am not strong enough for this.