My Sweet Tater and Little Tater Bug

My children never cease to amaze me. They are completely wild one minute and then so thoughtful and sweet the next. They make life so challenging and fun. I was really sleepy today because I stayed up to late last night and since the kids slept late this morning we were going to skip nap and just go to bed early. About 5:00pm Drew was just worn-out. He got his pacifier and blankie and went to bed. I went in and started his music and decided to lie down with him for a minute. He got several books and read to me. One book was "The Very Hungry Caterpillar" and this was his rendition " Tiny hungy catpilla look food. Ate hole in pear; ate all dis stuff. Make cocoon. Beautiful buttafly!" After reading me a few more books he snuggled up beside me and said "Me got five big kiss for you Mommy" and he proceeded to wet my whole face with his sweet little kisses. Then he held my hand and closed his eyes. I fell asleep very quickly and woke-up 30 minutes later to find that Drew had laid down with me got me to sleep and then quietly got out of bed and went back to the living room to play with Chloe and Allen. What a thoughtful boy to put his mommy down for a nap.

Chloe was equally sweet tonight before bed. I said that the living room was a mess and she sprinted into action, picking-up everything she saw and putting it in its proper place. She even inspired Andrew to help. We had everything neat and tidy very quickly. When she finished she said "Now that looks better!"

She amazes me with all that she can do. She is so resourceful and smart. You only have to show her something once and she's got it. I'm so proud of you my lil sweet tater. When she was little and Drew was first born I called her my little sweet potato and he was my little potato bug. Chloe would say "Me mommy's sweeet tato and he's (pointing at Drew) bugggg. (She would put such an emphasis with an all important air on saying sweet potato and bug was said with a certain amount of disgust). She had a love/hate relationship with baby brother back then. She loved him one minute and wanted him to go away and let her have all the attention the next. She has come a long way in two years; now they play together and have so much fun (for the most part), but we do have our moments of screaming, name calling (Drew called her a pee pee head earlier today) and bouts of hair pulling and head-butting. And, there I am through it all like the ring master of a circus, or maybe I'm the tight rope walker, just barely teetering on sanity. Whichever the case there is nothing I'd rather be doing. Motherhood is so awesome; I'm really enjoying the journey.