November 24, 2017 at 12:59 PM
Me: Sam, would you like more raspberries?
Him: No.
Him: Mom, can I have more raspberries?
Me: Sure. We have plenty for you and the other you.
Real Talk
The other day, I legit chased my toddler around my street with no pants. ZERO pants. He was running all over the street and I didn’t have time to think about whether or not neighbors could see my saggy white rear end peeking out from underneath my shirt. I had a toddler to catch. If you happened to look out of your window and you live on my street… you’re welcome.
November 17, 2017 at 9:49 PM
Me: “Son, put down daddy’s phone. You know you’re not allowed on it without permission.”
Josh: “YOU’RE NOT MY BEST FRIEND ANYMORE! MILA AND JACK ARE MY BEST FRIEND!”
ME: “Are Mila and Jack going to cook you dinner?”
Josh: …………..
Check. Mate.
November 13, 2017 at 9:40 PM
We played the “High-Low” game at bedtime tonight. I shared that my low point was getting upset at Joshua when he spilled his water. Joshua grabs my forehead and kisses me without any words. I am speechless. The Lord is teaching me immense vulnerability through these tiny humans. It is so often my failings that provide the greatest opportunity for growth.
November 11, 2017 at 12:35 AM
WARNING EXTREME NERDERY: Tonight, my beloved took me to see Yo Yo Ma. And then we nerded out afterwards about his technique and phrasing and all-around musical dominance. For those of you who may not be familiar with his work, I submit to you “Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.” I have just been in the presence of greatness. I’m going to sleep now dreaming of Russian cello music ❤️ Fellow music nerds… UNITE!
November 9, 2017 at 11:03 PM
The worst part of being a boy mom: watching them bloody themselves over and over with alarming regularity. The best part of being a boy mom: When they bloody themselves, they want their mama.