Did you ever see this TED Talk? It's a pretty good one, and the idea that parenting is full of super high highs and super low lows really stuck with me. This afternoon ended up being one of those fleeting times when moment after moment was perfect and surprising in both preciousness and hilarity.
- Little J woke up early from nap, but the wonderful nursing hormones made my headache go away.
- The big kids woke up happy after nap, and we cuddled out of happiness instead of crabbiness.
- Husband made dinner.
- Husband made dinner, and it was so so good, and we all "gobbled it all up" (as Big J likes to say).
- During dinner, Big J talked about Mommy and Daddy getting married. Here's how the conversation went (just like it usually goes, with a hilarious new ending):
"Daddy, you married Mommy? Mommy, you married Daddy? And then you had kids?"
Yes, J, then we had kids. Who are our kids?
"Me and Middle E! And Baby J! Mommy, last night (his catch-all phrase for "in the past"), when Baby J in your tummy, just a few minutes! And then he popped out!"
Yes, Big J, he was in my tummy for a few minutes, and then he certainly did pop out.
- Big J made the connection that Auntie M's baby-in-her-tummy will be a cousin, just like Cousins L and M! He was very excited about that idea.
- Big J (Yes, quite a few are about him, but boy, did he have a lot to say today! And Middle E gets her turn soon, too.) heard Little J starting to get upset, so he hopped down from the table and gave his little brother a toy. He placed it on his tummy, and Little J quickly grabbed it and attacked it with satisfied fury.
- Big J didn't want to eat vegetables for dinner. He just wanted the meatloaf. I convinced him to try both of tonight's veggies, and he liked both! He also noticed and commented that the nicely browned part of the cabbage was the best. I made Husband smirk when I started to tell Big J about Malliard reaction.
Daddy, about Big J's age.
- While looking at pictures of Daddy when he was little, Middle E walked away unnoticed. I suddenly noticed her sitting on the training potty, of her own volition, with a distinctly peculiar look of concentration on her face (Parents of older babies and toddlers, you'd know your kids' poop faces anywhere). Without any help or guidance from me or the Husband, on day 3 of kinda half-"butt-ed" potty training, she pooped where she's supposed to. The whole family danced around in celebration of a two-year-old's strategically-aimed bowel movement. (I should mention that she's 3 for 3: three days of kind-of potty training, and two days she peed in the training potty and one day she dos-ed. I'm impressed.)
- While saying goodnight, Big J started being silly and walking his fingers all over my face. Using the voice of his "finger man," he said "Oh no, speed bump!" as he walked his fingers over my nose. Then it was "Hey, a slide!" as Finger Man slid down my nose the other way.
- Big J, after going to bed, and annoyingly/predictably getting up again to go to the bathroom, watched me wash my face for the night.
"What you doing, Mommy?"
Washing my face.
Well, kind of. I am washing make-up off.
"You messy from dinner?"
(How do I tell him I'm messy from trying to appear more polished than I really am?)