Help!

 

It’s not even noon and I am already exhausted.  He has climbed the dining room table and knocked over a pile of papers, then the kitchen table and dumped cereal.  I push the chairs in he pulls them out.  It’s got me thinking do we really need kitchen chairs…and then I realize WHAT?  Did I really just ask myself that?

He is happy though.  He now sits at my feet with his father’s extra computer keyboard mimicking me as I type.  Hmm…wonder how long this will last????

Turns out it didn’t and so I am now finishing up this post as he naps!  Oh, naptime…needless to say it is one of my favorite times of day…second to bedtime.  Mike says, we should make a t-shirt that says “My Mother and Father Live For Naptime.”  

The only bad part of naptime is when I have to go in and wake him up.  Yes, wake him up…it’s really painful and feels unnatural.  I think the metaphor “let sleeping dogs lie” should apply to active toddlers.   I have to go and get Jake from school every afternoon that’s the only reason that warrants cutting his nap short. 

I really should be running around putting things back in place but like I mentioned in another post I need a few minutes of down time a day and blogging is therapeutic!

I started taking snapshots like this so when his toddler days are over I don’t berate myself for not relaxing “and soaking in the best years of my life” as older women in the grocery store often tell me.  =)

I guess I should have mentioned I didn’t photograph the fragile items that he smashed when he got into the cabinet.  I should mention (before you ask why were they in reach) that the baby proof latch I got for that cabinet was not “Ben proof.”  I don’t think the manufactures realized that the toddler using/abusing this product would be a healthy 30+ pounds of sheer force.  He is a strong little dude.

Maybe most of the problem is that I have the memory of a two year old.  I forgot how crazy it was when the boys were toddlers and then we were blessed with a little girl who loves to sit and chat and work independently. 

 

Did I say independently?  That’s until someone gets the idea to join in on her fun.

Or at least steal her crayons.

It’s amazing how much those little fists can crawl/walk away with!

Notice the binky?  I know I should have taken it away by now or he should only have it when he sleeps.  But do you realize how much he does not put in his mouth because of the binky?  Andrew is notorious for dropping legos and Ben grabs up these precious lost objects and plops them in his mouth before you can blink and eye.  But the binky cuts down on the chewing and choking of small parts not meant for small hands!

I was on the phone with the pediatrician’s office this morning refilling Andrew’s asthma meds.  She commented that my house sounded like a daycare.  Have I mentioned he is learning to express himself vocally too? 

But I think she was commenting because Natalie and Ben were whirling round and round on my computer chair giggling. 

My mother says I need to tell him NO!  I must admit I have tried that.  Maybe too many times because now when he does something he shouldn’t he shakes his head NO while completing his mission.

I am not complaining, really.  I know these are the best years.  I am glad to be the one at home with them when they are sick, or hurt, or just down right busy and crazy!  They are here with me and no one could love them more (ok, maybe there dad but that’s because he’s not here as much. =)

I’ll sit and soak these precious moments in.  I will.  I WILL. 

Hey, my mothers coming today to babysit them!  I have never had a cavity. 32 years of healthy filling free teeth ends today as I need to have a cavity tended to.  Hopefully its just a filling but the dentist says maybe  a root canal.

Would it be bad to say I can’t wait for my afternoon out?  Even though I am going to have a root canal?

Just kidding!  I love you Benji!  You’ll always be my baby Ben!