Wordless Wednesday

Kid-isms mixed with Thankful Tuesday

"Calling people on my talk-u-lator" and "Nana, you're cracking me up" are just a few of the things that D has said in the past that brought a smile to my face. Thanksgiving brought "Mom, I wiped my own butt!" to a restaurant full of people eating turkey and pizza. Monday morning... Kel and I think this takes the cake. It's not so much as a "kid-ism" as a realization for Kel and I at how much of a manipulator D has become. Especially in terms of help in the bathroom.

A normal conversation would be:

D :" Mom, can you come wipe my butt?!"
Me: "No, you are old enough to do that yourself."
D: " Okay Mom."

And then we'd go about our day until the next time he has a bowl movement and we replay this conversation for the 98734382695235 time.

This morning it was :

D (While sitting on the toilet): "Mom, you know what?"
Me (While making breakfast for the boys): "What Buddy?"
D: "I love you Mommy. Thank you for being a great mommy."
Me: "I love you too Buddy, thank you for being a great son."

Thirty seconds later...

D: "Mom can you wipe my butt since you are such a great mommy?"

Seriously?

I'm thankful that my kid will wipe his own but 85% of the time.

{Flashback Friday}

This was D's first Christmas. He was six months old and just starting to sit up without doing face plants. His Aunt B was living with us and helped to make it a special morning. To be honest, I don't even remember what I gave him for his first Christmas (bad mommy). However, I do remember that his favorite toy came from Poppy and Gigi. It was a Fisher Price musical toy that you had to sit up (yeah!) to play with. We had a good, even though it was small, Christmas that year and I can't wait for Christmas this year when I know the boys will actually understand what is going on.

T-minus 23 days!

Thankful Tuesday on Thursday

Today I am thankful for the maturity that comes with age. Especially when that maturity allows me to have a relationship with my sister that we didn't have when we were teenagers. It's a work in progress, and not without it's own bumps in the road, but I'm thankful that I have it now. That I have someone I can talk to and know, without a doubt, that she isn't going to sugar coat anything. And I'm hoping that it will only grow stronger as we grow older.