While I definitely don't have seasonal affective disorder, I can tell you that I hate bundling up 2 toddlers, getting frost bitten en route to car, and then jamming them into their car seats (sometimes taking their coats off in car to buckle). Ugh.
Today we stayed home in the morning and it was glorious. Yesterday we had school, swimming and then met up with the old neighbors. Today we only had gymnastics. Below, Jack's BFF, P, is next to her. P wasn't there last week so J was timid at first- not today- she just ran right in w P. I hope they are BFFs forever.
I am way too protective of Jackie. If one person says something to her that I can't hear that I suspect is anything other than really sweet (which is ridiculous- she is 3), I immediately feel ready to throw it down. Even if the kid is like 4. Example: This one little girl at gymnastics who was a bit older kept saying something to Jax and P and Jax totally looked at her and then looked away and giggled at P over something unrelated. Who knows what she was saying. NO CLUE. I immediately did not like that other little girl. I mean... Whatever she said, Jax and P didn't give a crap. Why should I?
Because I am a crazy helicopter mom. Thank goodness P's moms and Will's mom are not bc I have that base covered. Two's a crowd in crazy land. It is a ridiculous mindset. I am going to have to eventually let her fight her own battles in life (though not yet- not even close to yet) so she can develop tools to be at least a little bit independent - so when she is 35, I am not calling her boss on the phone giving him/her a piece of my mind. How the hell am I going to manage this??
Lou is laying next to me and every time she moves, I get a whiff of butt. Disturbing part is, I think it is her breath.
Hillers woke up this AM and it looked like she had thrown up some peas last night.... Odd.
I ordered Jackie her new bed, mattress, a bed tent and a little sleep light for her tent.






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