Some of you may remember that on Monday we spent the afternoon at the park. I had given my son Owen my little camera to take pictures with because he really loves to take pictures and he is usually really good with the camera. And he WAS really good with the camera. Unfortunately he tripped and fell down and broke it. I thought all hope was lost and that I would be camera-less until the money fairies dropped off a bag of money at our door so I could purchase a new one. BUT never fear, my super-smart, highly technical genius (albeit a little on the ADD side) husband FIXED the camera for me! YAY!!! He took the thing apart and fixed it. Genius I tell you.
So here are some of the pictures Owen had taken before his fateful accident. Not bad for an almost 4 year old if I do say so myself!
This morning both boys were at school and I think perhaps I was overly optimistic about how much I could accomplish with those couple hours. 2.5 hours just doesn't seem long enough. Ideally I would have been able to enjoy a leisurly late breakfast with my husband, take a nap while my daughter was napping, drink some tea, and clean the whole house while keeping my never-ending laundry cycle going.
Like I said, I was a tad delusional. I did manage to clean SOME of the house. And my husband did go to our local donut shop and buy me a cinnamon bun (I have an obsession with cinnamon buns). But I didn't get a nap. And a good portion of the house is apparently never going to get fully cleaned. Oh well.
Aiden also had a pretty rough day at school. He refused to listen to his (wonderful, amazing, incredibly patient and understanding) teacher. He wouldn't stay in his time out. He wouldn't do his work. He punched a kid at recess. And he kissed a girl full on the lips.
He had quite the day.
Me: "Why did you punch someone at recess?"
Aiden: "I only punched Shawn mom. And he and Carolynn were chasing me and trying to TORTURE me with kisses!!!! And I wanted to play with Hunter. Hunter is my girlfriend. She wears a pink coat and is pretty."
Me: "Well, then why did you kiss Carolynn?"
Aiden: "Mom (in an exasperated tone of voice)... SHE kissed ME!"
Me:"Oh. Ok. But you still shouldn't have punched Shawn".
Aiden: "But he was trying to torture me!"
Me: "Ok, but don't hit. Next time someone is trying to torture you go and tell an adult ok? And you really need to listen to Mrs. Kirk. Why didn't you want to do your work today?"
Aiden: "I like Mrs. Kirk"
Me: "Then listen to her ok?"
Aiden: "But I don't want to all the time!"
Me: "Aiden, if you don't start to listen to Mrs. Kirk better at school then we'll have to start taking away your toys at home."
and then he ran away.
It was at this point that I remembered how much I hate trying to reason with a 5 year old.
As we were leaving the school Carolynn (the little girl my son kissed) came up to Aiden, placed her adorable wee hands on either side of my sons face and kissed him full on the lips. My son just turned and walked away. So she chased him down the sidewalk, grabbed him and did it again! And my son, again, just walked away.
I am not ready for my son to be chased by girls. Especially girls willing to kiss him right in front of his mother!!! Twice!
Actually it was super cute.
But it wouldn't be nearly as cute if they were 13.
Unfortunately for sweet little Miss. Carolynn my son seems to only have eyes for Miss. Hunter today. Ain't that just the way it goes?
Aiden told me he would make a "love-card" for Hunter and an "I'm sorry" card for Mrs. Kirk. I asked him if he was going to make an "I'm sorry" card for Shawn but he told me "NO. He's a boy.". So apparently we only make cards for girls. I then asked him if he was going to make a card for Carolynn. After all, he did kiss her three times. It only seems right.
He said "no mom. HUNTER is my girlfriend".
Oh. I think to myself... but what about the poor unrequited love of sweet Carolynn?
I don't think I will ever understand the minds of little boys.
And if you are wondering why I am still awake late at night when I am exhausted... it is because I had to sneak my sons Halloween costumes off of them after they fell asleep so I could WASH them. They have been wearing them almost non-stop since Monday. Owen's was starting to smell distinctly like urine. That is NEVER a good smell. So now I am waiting for the washing machine to quit so I can put them in the dryer so they will be all fresh smelling for tomorrow morning.
They REALLY love those costumes.
I probably should have swiped Owen's blankie off of him and put it into the wash at the same time but I am too tired to think of everything. That would have been far to clever and convenient.