Kids

Kids

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Wish They'd Stay Little

I wish my kids could stay little, under the age of four would be ideal. I got cuddles from a sleepy eyed three-year old this afternoon. He held the torn corner of his blankie and dug his head in my side. At dinner he laughed loud after each utterance of the word 'p*^p'. When he laughed Heidi would follow and do a deep loud laugh. It had the table next to us in the restaurant laughing. He slurped down his Dr Pepper so fast he started drinking Molly's. Then informed me he didn't like dinner and he would "no eat pizza." The next sentence out of his mouth, "my belly hurts." That could be due to the fact you drank your soda so fast and you refuse to eat dinner. 


The same dinner had me listening to Molly share every minute of her day at School. She says, "listen Mom, listen to how the day went... we did the pledge, then specials, then reading, then dragon club, then lunch, then recess, then math, then assessment, then technology, then...."  I heard how their school is the best in Gretna because they have eight robots and everyone else has two robots. I heard how one of the boys was not listening in technology, when they got to work the robots, and he hit one with his foot. The brain fell off! Mr. Treaty got pretty upset. He was able to get the brain back on! (Molly does take small breathes between stories, but rarely stops talking).
When she got home from School she came to whisper the update on the wedding news. Apparently Stacy and Henry were getting married today. Molly was scheduled to be a flower girl. Stacy had proposed in class yesterday. I must say they are quite the fast planners. There would be two ceremonies. One during gym, Molly didn't know how they were going to pull that off, Mr. Smith would be the pastor, and the other during recess. Molly shared that she sure wouldn't get married in front of people. She said the whole thing was called off due to the fact Stacy lost the ring. She said Stacy told her it was $112, but Molly knew Stacy was lying because it came out of one of those ball things from a machine. Young bride wore a dress to School today, and apparently Henry was in a tuxedo???!!! The whole School knew about the wedding, because Grant came up to Molly after School and told her he knew she was suppose to be the flower girl!
 Grant got elbowed in the eye at recess. It was 'on purpose,' but he didn't tell the teacher. One of the boys was on top of another boy and Grant jumped in to help! Got an elbow to the eye, which then had him declaring this boy was no longer his friend. It wasn't the pinning the other kid down that brought him to this decision! I asked if it was possible the elbow was an accident, that was a dumb question! On a positive note he got an interception during the recess football game. I asked what an interception was, we threw the ball and I caught it, but it was in the end zone so they didn't get the point. I was very confused, but I didn't dare say anything! "That's exciting," was my response!

I wish they'd stay little. When they beg for tickles. When they hug Dora pajama tops as if it is a beloved pet. When they ask for cereal every 45 minutes and erupt into tears cause you say No. When they exclaim that for lunch they want, "pop, chips, and mac and cheese," as if this is a completely reasonable request! When the poop diaper you left on the stairs disappears it may cause a hesitation to this stay little forever idea. But, I'm sure the smell will lead me to it, eventually or maybe I'm loosing my mind and I did take it out to trash!



When I wish they'd stay little I get a glimpse of a picture like this one. Then I stop and take note. They are still little. I wish they didn't have tears fall because they miss a friend or be concerned about the reading test that day. Then one of them laughs over a story of their friend who's sport bra hiked up over the "embarrassing mark" in front of the whole dance class. A dance class full of girls! Life may be creeping in on them, but they aren't grown up yet!


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