Wednesday, May 5, 2010
The first one that springs to mind involves a really lot of poop and a little boy who was potty training.
Breckyn lets out the hugest projectile vomit I have ever witnessed. Then she starts choking on her own vomit. I swerve the car over and get it out of her throat. I was a few miles from home, I didn't have another car seat and she was screaming. She was swimming in her own vomit and I couldn't do anything about it. Thirty seconds later she fell asleep still sitting in her nasties. I finally got home and unbuckled the whole car seat with her still strapped in and took her straight to the tub. That was a mess I still think about cleaning up-- eeewwww!
When they give you an extra squeezy hug for no reason at all.
When the say something that reminds you of yourself.
When they make a good choice for the right reasons.
When you get to see them perform and they wave to you from the stage like you are the only one there.
When they get in the car and start their sentences with, "Mom! Guess what?"
When they linger just a little longer with that lovey look in their eyes as you drop them off to school.
The look on their face when they finally learn how to do something you've been teaching them.
Watching them sleep peacefully because they have faith that you are there to protect them from anything.
But being a kid isn't easy either.
Aren't you glad you're in it together?
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