Thursday, November 02, 2006

Love is...

I see other peoples blogs about Love Thursday. Well today it just happens to be Thursday so for the first time (and only time) I am going to do a Love Thursday post.

LOVE IS...

Being woke up at 5am by your husband not because he wants some lovin' but because our 4 year old son peed all over him. WOOHOO thank you Gabe for not going on me. (He has increased intracranial pressure that is WHY he has the incontience issue)

Taking 4 children to the pediatricians office to get flu shots. Of course your 1 child that NEEDS the vaccine is too sick to get it. While you are there your 18 month old falls and busts her lip (on the inside). She more than likely should have gotten stitches but we decided that we would just see how it heals on her own.

Getting home and being home for an hour and the noticing that your 4 year old daughter has a forgein body in her ear. Note that it is a peice of paper and you and the spouse attempt to irrigate it out of her ear while she tells you stories about HOW it got there.

Drive the 35 minutes BACK to the peds office to have said forgein body removed. The offending object ended up being a dum dum sucker wrapper chewed up and placed in her ear wednesday night while DADDY was on duty. (Do I need to remind you all about DAD DY, Ga be and GA BE"S object up the nose?)

Drive the 35 minutes home. Make dinner. Have 4 year old daughter help you because you have now decided that the 4 yr old is crying out for attention and you are a shitty mom.

Tuck all 4 children into their beds. THe 3 oldest giggle and laugh about things that have happened during the day. give them kisses and listen to them snore.

1 comment:

suzanne said...

Your response to being woken up in the early morning should have been "And...you have an advanced degree in a very difficult filed. I am SURE you are capable of changing sheets, a four year old and yourself without my assistance". Or you can do like I did last weekend and say "Were you planning on extricating your ass from the couch this weekend or will I need to get a crane?"
Men....