The other day our two year old had a really bad diaper rash. Her poor bottom was BRIGHT RED and she screamed out in pain when we had to change her diaper. My son looked at her bottom and exclaimed, “Diaper rash is my favorite color!”
That boy makes me laugh.
Yesterday I posted about how similar our life is to the real circus we visited last week. I would now like to point out two unfortunate differences.
At the circus they have these men dressed in all black that come into the ring between acts and clean up. They remove equipment, clean up poop, and set up for the next act. I need these men at my house. Imagine if after the meal (act 1) these men just instantly appeared and quietly, miraculously, cleaned up the mess when we move on to playtime (act 2).
Two months ago, my mom came across some of my old school papers and she passed this one along to me. I wrote it in first grade. I have no recollection of writing this, but I have to think that God smiled as I wrote it, thinking, “You have no idea Crystal that your dream will come true exactly as you wish for.” Today I thank God for allowing me to be the mom to 3 wonderful children, one son and two daughters.
Since Mother’s Day is this weekend, I thought I’d make my thoughtful post about my mother. Growing up my mom was my best friend. She was approachable and always willing to listen. I could ask her about anything and she never made me feel awkward or silly. Mom knew how to make things special. She decorated the house for the seasons and holidays and made our birthdays into something we looked forward to all year.
My kids and I have truly enjoyed our local library. We go to to story time, baby story time, special events, and we go just to check out books. The kids LOVE it! It’s a happy place, a fun place, a place where a kid can be a kid… until today.
I took the kids to the library earlier this week to pick out books. I know my kids can be loud.
If any of you are like me you love buying cards. Actually, if your anything like me you have three kids and you used to love buying cards. I remember the good old days when a friend and I would go to Hallmark and spend too much time reading, laughing, picking out cards. It was relaxing. I enjoyed finding those perfect cards to give to people. I enjoyed it so much that I would eagerly try to come up with people whose birthdays or special days were approaching somewhere in the next month.
Mothers Day is coming soon and it has got me thinking about the many things I didn’t know about motherhood before I became a mom. There really is no way to mentally prepare. I remember the day after my first child was born sitting in the hospital filling out paperwork. When I saw the line for Mother I honestly thought, “That’s odd, I wonder why they need to know my mom’s name.
Keeping three kids happy while waiting at the doctors office is a difficult task. Usually we get through the waiting room without a problem… the kids can rearrange the chairs, roll around on the floor, take magazines off of the shelf and occasionally sit quietly in my lap and read a book. It’s that tiny examination room that presents the problem. I know they keep the place clean but the bottom line is that doctors offices are where sick people go and I would rather we keep our germs to ourselves.
My oldest and youngest had well visits today. Our trip to the pediatrician’s office was a circus act in and of itself. I made the appointment for 8:30a.m. The nice thing about early appointments is that we don’t have to wait long in the waiting room. The hard part is that it takes an insane amount of work to get the three kids fed, dressed (they can’t exactly show up in dirty underwear and pjs) and in the minivan by 8:10…not to mention the fact that I usually try to look presentable myself which means I have to actually shower and do something with my hair.
….Flushed Poop…..
Yes, you read that correctly and if bathroom talk/humor is not your thing, then I suggest you skip this post.
The following incident actually occurred in my house today. Sometimes I wonder, “What will I write about in my blog today?” Or I worry if I will have enough stuff to write about to keep blogging far into the future… then things like this occur, and I think, “Well, that’s today’s post!