Tonight, as I was getting ready for dinner, he was sitting up at the counter surveying the snacks I had bought at Wal-Mart today. He was particularly excited about the two big boxes of Runts and Hot Tamales I had bought to bring to Tahoe.
As he is shaking them in his hands he said (I kid you not), “Momma, me’s like the Big Rumps and the Hot Mollies! Are we’s going to take them’s to Hahoe?”
We all had a good laugh, but I was thinking, I don’t think we would be so jovial, if in 16 years from now he is asking to bring “Big Rumps”, and “Hot Mollies”, with us to Tahoe!
The morning got off to a rough start.
You know the old saying, “If momma ain’t happy,…”
Anyway, five hours can make a big difference.
It’s Saturday afternoon and the house is clean, the boys are still sleeping, pasta and homemade sour dough bread for dinner, and…
Last Saturday I snapped a few pictures of him washing the cars with his dad.
I don’t think we could have packed one more ounce of fun into today (is fun measured in ounces or is it metric?).
It was a Valentine’s Day party in the park, hosted by Grammy. All of the cousins were there. Picnic lunch, cupcakes, craft project, face painting, and candy… Grammy thought of everything!
When we got home I carried their limp sleeping bodies into the house. I placed them in their beds; they both had slightly smeared face paint on their cheeks, wood chips in their shoes, and chocolate frosting in the corners of their mouth.
Happy Valentine’s Day!
Lizzy came to eat lunch with us today.
As they were eating their chicken nuggets, he was explaining to her that we have a dog.
“But we don’t have buffalos.” he said, shaking his head.
In case anyone was wondering; we have one dog and zero buffalo.
Today he woke up from nap while I was trying to finish the last of my ironing. I was also trying to watch the last few minutes of Pride and Prejudice, so he flopped down on the couch and started watching.
It was really amusing to watch him try to make sense of a movie that was completely out of his frame of reference. As Darcy walked across the field towards Elizabeth he says,
“Him’s going to see his mommy.”
He nodded his head and thought about that for a few seconds. Then with a slight frown on his face he says,
“Mommy? Who’s playing the piano?”
After years of watching movies I have come to accept certain absurdities as normal occurrences. Of course there is dramatic piano music playing as a man strides across a field… why wouldn’t there be?
But he wanted to know where the piano was, who was playing it, and why they were playing it in a field? All perfectly reasonable questions, and I really didn’t have any reasonable answers. So I said what I find myself saying a lot these days,
“I don’t know.”
Life has once again returned to “normal”. But for one day and one night we enjoyed being newlyweds again.
We left Thursday afternoon, checked into our hotel, got dinner, and then did a little shopping.
We had tickets for the Josh Turner/ George Strait concert. I like George Strait but we mostly went to see Josh Turner. Despite the fact, that the woman who sat next to me had a stomach that spilled into my cup holder, I had a fun night. I can’t recall the last time I saw that many cowboy hats in one place! Watching the teenagers in front of me made me realize how old I’ve become. It was a three (almost four) hour concert, and they didn’t sit down once. They were on their feet dancing and screaming the whole time. My entire body tensed up several times as I watched them lean way over the rail, in order to shout and wave at people below them. I’m such a mom!
The next morning we had coffee and cookies, and then walked to the Capitol Building, and then to Old town Sacramento. Our last stop was Ikea for lunch and a few purchases.
When he turned the car towards home I was ready to see my guys. They had such a good time at Grandma and Grandpa’s they hardly seemed to miss us!