This computer lost my blog...AGAIN! So I will write what I remember. I was just catching up since I haven't been able to get on to my computer for so long.
The other day I was downstairs and I heard a loud THUMP and then I heard Topher crying. I went up to investigate and found him laying on the floor and the curtain hanging from the wall. I could guess what happened; he'd been hanging from the curtain and it couldn't hold his weight. And that's the story he told me when I questioned him about it. It was about time for my doctor's appointment so after consoling him I said "How about we go and get Daddy? But first we are going to go to McDonald's for a happy meal and then we are going to go get Daddy. Does that sound like a good plan?" He says "No, not a good plan." I'm not sure which he loves more...a happy meal or going to get Jon. So I questioned why that didn't sound like a good plan. He said "No want a happy meal Mom...I'm sad."
A few days after that I was downstairs and after only a few minutes I heard some hysterical laughing (the 2 older boys) then silence...then laughing and silence. Any Mother knows that when there is a newborn upstairs that the kids can't stay away from and a 3 year old and a 1 year old that has to do EVERYTHING the 3 year old does and you hear THAT kind of laughing...it's reason to worry. So I hurried upstairs and sure enough - the 2 older boys were sitting in Justin's bassinet (thankfully the pack n' play one...the other one would have tipped over with all 3 of them in there) they would rock the bassinet and then laugh. They both were having a great time...I'm not so sure about Justin, but Topher and Ethan were having fun. LOL. I wish there were a handbook for this sort of thing. I needed to discipline them both enough so they know that's not alright (they have a hard time understanding why it's OK for Chris and Ethan to play that way, but not Justin), but at the same time I need just the right amount of understanding so that the 2 older boys don't associate Justin with getting yelled at or something.
Our house is finally starting to look like a house instead of a storage unit ;) How in the world Sarah S. got her house all together (and a dinner party 2 days after moving in) is beyond me...she must be super woman or something...it takes us ALOT longer than that to unpack. Jon's Mom and Dad are coming down this weekend, I'm excited about that. Jon and I are finally going to get a little while away from the boys (YEAH!) Jon was laughing at me yesterday because I just didn't want to do anything and he said "You know my Mom is coming this weekend...you'd better get the house cleaned...you know how judgemental she is." He still likes to tease me about the first time I met his Mom. I think I just imagined her as a stereo typical "mother-in-law". You know the whole "You'll NEVER be good enough for my son." , "I'm going to go through your house with a white glove and whine and complain about any speck of dirt that I find." kind of a lady. Then after I met her he really made fun of me because she is about as opposite from that stereotype as is humanly possible. So he makes sure to tease me about that as often as he can. LOL.
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