My husband is running youth group tonight and that usually means a tough night for the kids because they seem to be crazier when daddy isn't around to say goodnight to them. And Olivia is still feeling miserable from her shots a couple days ago. Poor kid. I love the maker's of infant Tylenol. I don't know how mother's live without that stuff.
Then this weekend I have to get ready for mother's day (for my mother of course, not for me) and for my aunt & uncle's arrival on monday (which I am still so excited for!). Not to mention the normal weekend happenings such as going to church and grocery shopping and laundry and keeping my kids entertained etc. etc. etc..
Let me just say (even though my mom never reads this because she doesn't have a computer) that my mom is great. She has been so helpful and I love having her live so close to me. We haven't lived close to eachother since I was in highschool so it is a really nice treat. My kids adore her. The other day my son Owen introduced my mom to another friend of ours by saying "this is my friend, Grandma" and I thought that was so cute. They really do think of her as their buddy and I love it. Very few pastor's wives are as blessed as I am to have their mother's close by and I just want to say I know how special it is. Happy mother's day mom.
In other news the house across the street from us sold and I am hoping a family with young kids moves in. Our neighbourhood is mostly retired people. But we only live a block away from the elementary school (we only have one in town) so it seems like a great place for younger families.
A lady from my church sent me a funny email story today and so I thought I would share it with you all as an early mother's day gift...
"So, we had this great 10 year old cat named Jack who just recently died. Jack was a great cat and the kids would carry him around and sit on him and nothing ever bothered him. He used to hang out and nap all day long on this mat in our bathroom.
Well we have 3 kids and at the time of this story they were 4 years old, 3 years old and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loves Chapstick. LOVES it. He kept asking to use my Chapstick and then losing it. So finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep my Chapstick and how he could use it whenever he wanted to but he needed to put it right back in the drawer when he was done.
Last year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rush around and try to get ready for Church with everyone crying and carrying on. My two boys are fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I am trying to nurse my little one at the same time I am putting on my make-up. Everything is a mess and everyone has long forgotten that this is a wonderful day to honor me and the amazing job that is motherhood.
We finally have the older one and the baby loaded in the car and I am looking for Eli. I have searched everywhere and I finally round the corner to go into the bathroom. And there was Eli. He was applying my Chapstick very carefully to Jack's . . . rear end. Eli looked right into my eyes and said "chapped."
Now if you have a cat, you know that he is right--their little butts do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack didn't seem to mind. And the only question to really ask at that point was whether it was the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat's behind or the hundredth.
And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it reminds us that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've been using your Chapstick on the cat's butt."
Ha. That story made me laugh. I'm so glad it didn't happen to me!
Have a good day everybody.