Rule of Mom Life #402

Your kids will never decide on the same movie to watch at the same time.

Space

I should be an astronomer. I'm always looking for space.

Precious space away from my Thing 1 and Thing 2...

Don't get me wrong, like any mom, I love being around my kids. Love the hugs, kisses, and the high fives. But sometimes I'd just like a little space. A little of myself.

A typical night, my kids complete my pajama ensemble; a child under each arm or on each leg. I'm thinking that I should start a trend. Give new meaning to the term "baby wearing". But, instead of babies, more like "child wearing", "preschooler wearing", or just plain "mama bling".

Anyway, the point is...space just doesn't happen. And, the sad thing is that one day, they're not going to want to sit on my lap, and one day they're going to be away to college, and I will long for The Days of Whine and Roseola.

So, as tired and overtouched as I am. I'm grateful to have my Thing Bling.

Mahna Mahna

One of the silliest things I've ever done was introduce my kids to the old 1961 Muppet Show with the Mahna Mahna monsters.

We've watched it so many times. Alexander is now actually acting out the part of Mahna Mahna, and can scat to it very well.

I love that he's "scatting" and starting to improve and make up songs on his own. And, his little sister supports his efforts by dancing to his melody.

Thing One and Thing Two

I sometimes refer to my kids as Thing One and Thing Two. Obviously inspired by Dr. Suess' The Cat in the Hat. Thing One and Thing Two are two lovable characters that create chaos and help teach lessons on life. Much like my two little things.

They bring chaos into my life. In a good way. They challenge me, teach me, and help me think of things I would not have otherwise imagined.

I never imagined that I'd be rejoice over something so simple as my son actually trying a potato (voluntarily, with coaxing).

And, I never thought I'd celebrate poop (in ways that only a mother can).

My Things have helped me to experience and appreciate the little things in life.

And, like The Cat, I'll take my Thing One and Thing Two with me everywhere I go.

A little commentary on snow...

It's cold.

The end

Quote of the day

I can do anything, I'm a mom!

So true.

Privacy Issues

Another thing they don't tell you when you become a mom...you have no privacy. Truly, all of that goes straight out the window.

I should have known better, afterall, I was a dog owner prior to having kids. And, my dogs dutifully follow me around the house making sure that my klutzy butt doesn't fall and injure myself. In fact, they are so good at being my bodyguards, often time they don't even move too far away (and I wind up tripping over them). Now that's dedication!

I digress...

Now that I have kids, all privacy is out the door from the moment I walk through the door. Anywhere I go, I'm stalked by tiny beady eyes following my every move.

Trips to the bathroom are accompanied by both kids and dogs. I call them my "Potty Posse". I'm unable to perform a single act of tinkle without the glaring eyes of three dogs and two children asking questions such as "what's that?" and "is that your peepee?"

Closing the door is out of the question. Usually if I even make it to the bathroom on time (thanks bladder control!) the door is out of the question. Everyone (including the little braciocephalic dogs who have no noses) know how to push the door open.

I've made peace that becoming a mom means becoming a celebrity in my household. Hollywood stars have nothing on me!