I should probably mention first that Caleb appears to be potty trained. He turned 4 in January, so this is a HUGE deal in our house. He even goes out to public places in underwear, including preschool and Walmart. I had my first experience today taking 2 kids into a public restroom for a potty break. And let me tell you, diapers are really not that bad. I guess it went pretty well, until Grace decided to follow some lady to her stall, then forcefully push the stall door open before the lady could lock it, resulting in a loud "Ouch!" from said lady. I quickly apologized from outside the stall and rushed the children out of the bathroom.
Then, I don't know how many times I bent over to pick something up that Grace dropped out of the cart or Caleb knocked off the shelf. And every time I bent over, my cell phone fell out of the pocket of my bag. Every single time. Don't ask me why I didn't either zip up the bag, or put the dumb cell phone in my pocket. After the 78th time the phone fell out I picked it up and muttered, "Oh my heck." A lady passed by me with a look on her face that said, "you're in over your head." I put the cell phone in my pocket and moved on.
We headed out to the van and as I was putting our loot in the back, I said "Wow, we bought a lot of stuff!" Caleb asked, "Why did we buy a lot of stuff?" To which I replied, "because we needed a lot of stuff." Caleb then proclaimed, "But there's people dying in Africa!"
He's right you know. And after I laughed for about 10 minutes I thought about that, but that's another post entirely.
Each day after Grace goes down for her nap, Caleb and I have "rest time." Which usually involves me dozing on the couch while Caleb plays with his toys. Today as I was dozing, I was roused to consciousness by a loud banging followed by very annoying music. I opened my eyes to see Caleb with Grace's baby doll. He was whacking the doll's head repeatedly on a shapes sorter to make the sorter play songs. Sometimes I wonder...
But then after nap and rest time Caleb and Grace were playing in Caleb's room. Caleb has a big Captain's bed with drawers and a little cubby underneath. He told Grace to get in the cubby, then he shut the door and said to her, "Now stay in there for 3 days, Grace...okay now come out! You came alive today! Mommy, Grace came alive! She resurrected!" After that I felt a little better about his general development.
One last thing. Apparently I am incapable of washing and drying the laundry in one day. For some reason, after I put that last load in the washer, my brain thinks, laundry's done! That's just one of many things I blame on my pregnant brain these days.
And that is the end of my mindless rambling.
5 months ago