1~ You find Cheerios and dried raisins in the bottom of your purse. I'm all about bringing snacks along to calm the meltdowns that seem to happen after an extended tour out in public. However, last night when I was cleaning out my purse I came across 5 cheerios and 2 hard-as-a-rock raisins. I have NO clue how long I'd been toting around these stowaways because I don't remember the last time Ashton had raisins. That leads me to 2 things....I need to clean out my purse more often and the kids need to quit giving me their leftovers.
2~ You've learned to tune out the screaming. I can't begin to say how many times I've been out in public and one or both of the boys won't be happy with something and they scream...and cry....and if not confined to a cart or stroller would probably roll around on the floor like they're possessed. I do a lot of ignoring, both of the kids and the dirty looks I get from people. Even at home I "pretend" that I don't hear them at times. The neighbors probably think I run a nut house.
3~ You buy your kids a toy before buying yourself new underwear. There have been so many times that I've sacrificed things for myself to get something for the boys. I'll go without just so they can have a toy or a new shirt they really don't need, while I'm wearing undies that have holes and don't stay on. But damnit, they love that new pirate ship.
4~ Your 3 year old is better at navigating your iPhone than you are. Ashton is actually a pretty close 2nd. Clayton is a wiz at using my phone. He's also an Angry Birds master. When I was pregnant I swore that I wouldn't let him watch a lot of TV or have electronic toys. I was going to teach him everything he needed to know. We'd read books, look at flashcards, go for walks and talk to each other. That lasted until he was about 1 and I couldn't get anything done. He took over my Blackberry and was suddenly taking pictures and watching videos of himself like it was nobody's business. Then we got iPhones back in April and he schooled me in how it works. He has my password memorized and will steal my phone and run off into a corner to play his games and watch Disney Jr. It's crazy how technically advanced young children are these days, and how I can now get the laundry folded and the dishes done.
5~ Poop doesn't phase you anymore. I've changed my fair share of poopy, nasty, knock you on your ass diapers over the last 3 years. Sadly, the size and smell of the explosion doesn't phase me too much anymore.....until Clayton got sick a few weeks ago. I'm not kidding when I say that I changed 7 diapers in 2 minutes. My poor little guy was quite sick, and it was the first time I threw in the towel and said "I'm done. I've changed my last poopsplosion of the day". It's always fun to have a bad diaper out in public or while your mom is over. I just shrug, roll up my sleeves and get the job done while she's making comments about the smell and the sounds that were coming from the pooper.
1
No comments:
Post a Comment