Smell My Pants

This evening I went to hang Cade’s clothes in his closet. Out of nowhere he comes up behind me and plants his face right in my behind. He then proceeds to sniff. I ask him what he was doing and he said, “Smelling my pants.” I then ask him if they smelt good and he said, “No mom they stink.” He never even cracked a smile. Then because Cade and Caylee always do everything alike, Caylee comes up and plants her face in my behind. And as you guessed it she takes a big whiff and says, “Stinky” while pinching her nose. Haha, I told them that I didn’t stink, and they went on about their business. Ah the touching moments of being a Mom. ;)

Peanut Butter Pits

A few months ago as I was bathing the kids I decided to start teaching them how to wash in the tub. I scrub them down really good and then hand the washrag over to them. We cover every body part and they think they are pretty smart doing so. After meal time I always hand them a wet-wipe and tell them to clean their hands and face. Well I started noticing that after Caylee washed her face and hands she would wipe her armpits. I know pretty funny huh? One day as I went to get the wipes I noticed peanut butter on her shirt under each arm. I thought weird how in the heck did she do that? Then I came out of my mommy fog and realized that she had split her sandwich and rubbed her armpits with it. LOL She has done this on two diff. occasions. Both times I missed her in action but always have a good laugh when I look down and see peanut butter on her shirt. She is such a silly girl.

The Rocking Chair

I have always loved rocking my babies to sleep. Cade stopped wanting to rock when he was barely a year old. He would fight and scream and cry. It was awful. I finally gave in and would just put him in our bed and pat his butt until he would fall asleep and then put him in his crib. Then we found out we were going to have Caylee so at about 16 months old he went to a toddler bed. Every single night we read together and then turn out the lights. It took him a month or two to learn to stay in bed but then he never got up and would just fall asleep. A couple of times in the last few weeks he has ask me to rock him after I rock Caylee. Well today it brought me to tears. Not just tears but full blown bawling with boogers running everywhere. He crawled up here with his white shirt and lay here while I rocked. Then he reaches up and starts rubbing my cheek. He talked in a very quite voice. The conversation was about having two names, the color of our skin, and numbers. None of it made much sense but it was one of those rare moments where it is quite in the house and it is just me and my precious baby boy that will FOREVER be engraved in my heart. Moments like that don’t come everyday but when they do come the unconditional love and compassion burns in your soul like nothing else in this world!!

Today I was going through some things in our filing cabinet. All of a sudden the kids are at my bedroom door and Cade is very excited. He said, “Momma we holding hands.” I look up from the mountain of papers and he raises his hand. Him and Caylee are holding hands smiling very proudly at me. I was pretty excited myself due to the fact that they usually spend the day fussing with each other. I ask him if he would like me to take a picture and he said yes. They were both really pleased with themselves, haha. Then this evening after dinner I was flipping through a mag. He comes running into the living room saying, “Brown, brown, Caylee brown.” Within seconds she comes out of the kitchen with a brown crayon. I walk around the corner and all my white cabinets are now brown, one wall is brown, my oven is brown, and the dishwasher (black) has waxy streaks all over the door. The crayons were in a bottom cabinet that has child-proof locks. However, Caylee managed to get her finger in the door just enough to get out a crayon. So this evening I will be scrubbing my kitchen from top to bottom, huh.

Coffee

Tonight the kids were playing while I was watching TV. Caylee stops and grabs her sippy cup. When she gets to my chair she shakes it showing me that it is empty and says, “Coffee, coffee.” LOL I said, “No I don’t think you need any coffee but I will get you some water.” She is so funny.

New Phases

Due to the fact that Cade will only eat a few select things I have started trying to be really creative with some of my meals. He likes spaghetti so I have been making it a lot. I really like the Mac. Grill pasta meals they sell at the store. Tonight I decided to make one of those and add chicken. I thought surely he would eat the pasta and just dig out the chicken. He has had it before and really liked it. Well, I guess not!! As I called him and Caylee to dinner he put his hands on his hips and said, “Momma I don’t like yellow sketti. I don’t like it.” I said, “It’s not yellow it is more like white.“ He said, “I don’t like it.“ So I said, “Fine then don’t eat.” He ran off to his room and started playing. As I was cleaning up dishes he comes back into the kitchen. I then ask him, “Cade are you ready to eat?” He raised his eyebrows at me said no and then ran back to play. I couldn’t help but laugh once he got into the other room. He was so direct and matter-of-factly. He has also started a new phase of every morning crying when we brush his teeth. I am not sure what that is about but I am certain that it is probably just another weird little phase that will pass with time.

Derril Gene Part 2

The other day Cade and I made a WM run. When we come out of the store Cade got very excited. He was pointing and jabbering, so I looked up to see what was so great. He was pointing at an old black car coming across the lot. I looked at it and noticed that there was a little old couple in it. They were grinning and waving at Cade because he had noticed their car. Then the little old man honked at Cade. He didn’t know what to think when he heard the really old horn. I waved back to thank them for acknowledging him. It was a very sweet moment. As I took Cade to the car I thought about my dad and how he likes old cars and car shows. I couldn’t help but smile thinking about how proud Papa will be when he realizes that this little grandson has a love for cars just like him.