This is how my mornings usually go:
Wake-up and realize the baby slept all night! Roll over and hope to get a few more minutes rest, then notice the first rays of sun are getting through my blinds.
Knock, knock, knock!! "Mom, I come in your room?"
-Yes, Brae come in, good morning.
Braelyn jumps on the bed, "Good morning mom, Mr. Sun is up, (we have a rule that she is not supposed to come out of her room until the sun is up) and so I knock on you door. I sleep way good, I sleep 3 hours. Mr. Moon is down so I can come in your room Mr. Sun is up. What time is it?" This is all said while she bounces on my pillow, eventually landing on my face therefore coaxing me to get up.
"Mom you need your robe on? My robe is blue, you robe is purple. You love purple, I love pink. Taryn loves green, dad likes red, I don't know where my robe is, you put it in my room. . ."
"Mom you gotta go potty? I go potty too, with you, I go first, I dream about princess and butterflies, what you dream about? Me?"
Follows me into the bathroom "I say poo-poo, pee-pee, potty in here? We in the bathroom, I can say them here, Poo-poo, pee-pee, potty. . .Repeat 700 times"(we have another rule that she is not supposed to say potty words unless she is in the bathroom, she thinks that means she should repeat them constantly when we are in the bathroom)
"Mom you go to the doctor and he fix your teeth? (she this every time she sees me take my retainer out) Mom, I'm 3, how many are you? 24? I start with a "B." B, b, b. What you start with? An "M" for mommy? Munga starts with an "L" not a b or an m like us. Mom where you going? It time to eat lunch? What time is it?"
-No Braelyn it's time for breakfast. What would you like to eat?
"Waffles, and pancakes, and cereal, and yogurt. . ."
-How about oatmeal?
"Ok, mom I sleep way good, how you sleep? Where's Berkey? She sleep way good? Where's Munga? Her at the cabin or at work? Or the cabin? Or work? Where Papa? Where's Tay? Where's Taryn? Where's Elder Greg? Where we go today? We have my class? We go to preschool? I not holler at the library, or be mad to my friends at preschool, or I have to go to timeout. Where's Dad? At school or at work? School? or work? Do you go to work today, and be the doctor, you check Berkey's ears? I'm not sick, I'm three. When I be five I go to kinnygarten and I use the knife all by myself but I can use the butter knie, my munga says (we had to implement another rule that she could not use steak knives until she is five, she couldn't be more excited for that). Papa cleaned all the snow off the grass. We go to the park today? Is it my class today? What time is it? What time we going? I wear my purple dress? You not comb my hair, I don't want a ponytail, I want it down like a big girl, your hair is crazy, I gotta go brush my teeth, How I look? Beautiful. . ."
"What's wrong Mom?"
-Nothing's wrong Brae, it's okay to just be quiet sometimes. "Oh."
Ahhh, silence finally!!
Braleyn looks thoughtful and states, "Mom we all nuts."
-Me sleepily, "Yeah"
"You the big nut and I the little nut."
-Yep. That's right!
You said it perfectly. I'm glad you've written these things down because you won't remember all of them later. At least her days start much happier then they did before the tonsils came out.
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I cant believe I missed this. FUNNY!!!!!!! I cant belive she just talks, talks, and talks... Wouldnt you just so miss that if she stopped. How cute.
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