Misadventures in Mommyhood: This One Goes Out To The One I Love

The Oldest

Sage is the oldest of our three children. She is a sensitive, caring and very sweet teen girl. She says that she wants to be a veterinarian when she grows up. She is already growing up way too quickly for me. I am very proud of her for many reasons. She is a pre-ap, GT student with (almost) straight A's and is kind to everyone even if they are not kind to her. She has also broadened her horizons in the food catagory which I am very happy about. She has tried new things such as brocolli and asparagus and absolutely loves them! I like to think that we have done a pretty good job so far with her. Before long, she'll be all grown up and on her way to creating her own life!

The Boy

Raiden is the crazy part of our children. He looks and acts just like his father which can be good, but not so good at times. They do seem to share a similar temper and that's the not so good part. He's a real sweetheart, though. He is Momma's boy but is definitely all boy. I am very proud to say that he is now a Webelo rank in the Cub Scouts and plans on sticking it out till he makes Eagle. This week he tells me he wants to go into the military and that couldn't make me any prouder. He has also expressed intrest in being an astronaut, a teacher, a spy and a fireman just to name a few. He really believes he can be all of those and so do I. He is my Boo-Boo Bear after all!

Friday, February 5, 2010

This One Goes Out To The One I Love

I want to thank you.

Yes, my love, you.

I would like to thank you for taking care of things. You know, like how you took such great care in your PS3 last night. I know that we don't have a real working toilet in our house now, but that game was calling your name! I also know that I am the one that broke our working toilet, but I was only trying to help. It is okay that I may have to dunk the diapers until the toilet is fixed properly. And plus, the corner store is only about a mile away. I'm sure the kids won't mind taking the trip in their jammies.

I also want to thank you for your stellar parenting skills. Yes, I stood there trying to put a dent in the ever growing mountain of laundry that is building on the couch. Yes, I had a bunch of it folded nicely on the table and had to leave it to cook dinner for you and the kids. Yes, you sat there playing your game while Kaitlan pulled most of it onto the floor. That is okay, though. I like folding laundry over and over and over and over again. The same laundry. Over and over and over. It's fine that you didn't pick any of that laundry up off of the floor. And that you laughed. I mean, it was kind of funny, huh?

Yeah.

That kind of reminds me of the other day when you and Raiden sat there so entranced in that game that you didn't notice Kaitlan pulling every tissue out of the Kleenex box. Again. But that is okay too. It is also okay that you didn't bother to re-stack the tissues properly. I like the jumbled mess. It's okay.

It is okay because I love you. I love you and I promise I will not retaliate in any way.

Promise.

4 comments:

Laura said...: haha sometimes you wonder! Good luck on that laundry...ugh. :); February 5, 2010 at 2:06 PM
Julia Ladewski said...: oh my gosh. that is so funny. does he know you wrote this? i hope you did this out of jest cuz that's hilarious. i think my husband would KILL me if i called him out like that.... what is it with guys and playing video games???; February 5, 2010 at 2:07 PM
trooppetrie said...: no honey, i did not mean to drop your game in the dish water, i was just trying to dust it for you or really i did not know the baby had your game i was folding laundry again; February 5, 2010 at 7:12 PM
CM said...: Um, I think that game needs to mysteriously disappear! Too funny!

Have a great weekend, Amy!; February 5, 2010 at 9:51 PM