A song for Lee Lee

Last night Lee Lee wanted to snuggle before bedtime. I was rocking her and singing our own special lullaby to her over and over again until she finally had enough and told me she was ready for sleep.

"Good night Lee Lee, Good night Lee Lee, Good Night Lee Lee, It's time to go to bed. Mama loves you, Dada loves you, Brother Monkey loves you too!"

Sitting there rocking her brought back this memory of the first time I rocked her. I was still pregnant and I was listening to this song and I was so consumed with emotion, that all I could do was sit there and cry and rock my unborn daughter.

I love you Lee Lee. I did from the moment I knew you were conceived and will until the day that I am no longer on the earth able to rock you.


(BTW, I am not fond of the video they put to the lyrics, but this is the best quality sound that I could find!)

M-O-U-S-E

I have spent the last few days playing cat and mouse with...


A


MOUSE!

I knew that I had a mouse living amongst us shortly after I moved into this place, but when I found a dead mouse at my front door I thought that was then end of that... I mean, I even stopped seeing the mouse crap on my counter... So... Maybe this is the other mouse's Baby Momma, or Grandmother, or arch nemesis, who knows... All I know is I went into the kitchen two nights ago and when I flipped on the switch I saw a mouse tail disappear into the stove burner. I lifted the stove top and WALLA! Holy Mouse crap! I was disgusted that I have been cooking on that stove when right below the surface there is mouse crap that could potentially carry some nasty diseases. Not to mention that it is POOP. *Gag*

So, out came the bleach and the rubber gloves and I went to town on the stove and pretty much the rest of the kitchen. I told Man-Child that we have a mouse in the kitchen. He can't say that he didn't hear me because let me tell ya, I told him just how frikken disgusting what I found was. Plus I swear he thought I was nuts while I was trying to creep up on the mouse... There I was standing in the kitchen with the lights off staring at the stove waiting to see the mouse come out of hiding... (Now that I think back, what the hell was I going to do if it did? I had no weapon and even if I had, I can not imagine that I would be able to use it on the mouse.) I quickly started seeing things, and no matter how many times I switched on the light, it was never the mouse. I eventually decided to take another approach. Greys and Private Practice was on that night, so I decided to give the light switch (and Man Child a rest from my antics) and watch some TV. Then very cleverly, during just about every other commercial(Man-Child went to bed) I ran into the kitchen, fast as lightning but with as much stealth as a ninja, flipped on the light and...

NOTHING.

But again, what was I planning to do if he was sitting there on my stove? Without a weapon or even the desire to hurt him... Could I have preformed some jet eye mind trick that would have coaxed him out of the back door with instructions to never come back and to warn his kind the same? Damn. That would have been awesome.

Ok, so fast forward to tonight... I was sitting here on the computer learning my College Math(which sucks) and I decided to go refill my coffee cup. I walk into the kitchen, flip the light switch and what do I see? There scurries the mouse down through the stove top. But, let me ask you... Do you know what he was doing? He was snacking on the oatmeal raisin cookie crumbs that are on the cookie sheet that was left on the top of the stove... By who?

Do you really need two guesses?

I think we both know Man-Child well enough to know that it was him. (I mean, you might have been just as surprised as I was to find out that he MADE COOKIES, but come to find out, Lee Lee made them while he sat there and supervised.)

And if you thought for even a second that it was my lazy behind that left the cookie sheet there, when have you known me to make or even buy a cookie that doesn't have chocolate in it? Shame on you!

At this point I am thinking of naming the mouse. Any suggestions?

Monkey was diagnosed with another ear infection today, so we are going to get him in to see an ENT specialist. I also noticed that he laughs and yells random things in his sleep. I was watching over him because he had a fever and I get super paranoid when one of the babies have a fever, and all of a sudden he yells out "WHOA!" Hehehe. I wonder what he was dreaming about.

Lee Lee is just as hilarious as always. We had made plans to go to the store this past Thursday and as Man-Child walked out of the front door to put the kids in the car, Lee Lee looked back to see me sit down on the couch. She didn't know that I needed to put socks on and she got all worried. "Mommy, are you coming with me?" she says. I tell her, "Carry me Lee Lee, Mommy is tired." So she proceeds to try to pull me to the door, first by my finger, then my arm, then my head... Finally I think she realized that that wasn't a battle she was going to win because she said "Mommy, I can't do it." Then she runs to the front door and yells to her father, " Dada! Momma is tired. Come carry her. Come on Dada! Carry her. DADA!" Hahaha! I can't imagine what the neighbors were thinking.

Oh, and today she crushed my dream of being a princess. I was loving on her and I said, "Your my princess Lee Lee." And she says to me, "I princess Lee Lee, you are Momma." So I say "I want to be princess mommy," and she looks at me like I had asked her if she wanted some broccoli and said, "NO, your Momma, NOT a princess!" Well jeez Lee Lee. I consider myself "TOLD".

Kids are doing great finally! Everyone is seeming less sick and happier!

So...

Monkey is almost two. Lee Lee will be three soon after. TWO and THREE! Where has time gone?

Monkey is starting to talk alot. He throws stuff on the floor and then yells, "I get it!". Or if I tell him to go get his shoes, he'll squeel, "I find it!". Oh my goodness my Monkey is just the happiest baby ever. He runs up to me all the time and wants a hug and gives me fish kisses. He likes to hug Lee Lee too, but she is not always so willing, haha!

Lee Lee is well on her way to not wearing a pampy anymore! She has gone two whole days without a pampy. I decided to put one on her at night since I only have one set of bedsheets for her at the moment, but soon enough I will see what happens when she goes through the night without one. She loves to read books and dance and sing into her microphone. And by sing, I really mean yell. But it is cute anyway because she is so enthusiastic about it.

Lee Lee wants a bike and a helmet for her birthday so that I what I am going to get her. I am unsure of what to get Monkey. He is so rough with toys...

I wanted to write here in my blog at least twice a week but I am exauhsted! Today was a long but great day.

She has an answer for everything.

Me: "Lee Lee, eat your dinner."

Lee Lee: "It's too big for me Mommy. I can't like it."

Me: "Lee Lee, clean up your toys."

Lee Lee: "I'm too busy right now."

Me: "Lee Lee, go get your shoes so we can go bye-bye."

Lee Lee: "It's to far away right now. Maybe later."

Me: "Lee Lee, take my hand while were in a parking lot so you can stay safe."

Lee Lee: "I'm a big girl and I walk like a big girl. Like you Mommy."

Me: "Lee Lee, be nice to baby Monkey. We love him."

Lee Lee: "No, Monkey spilled his milk(how long ago now?), he's a bold girl."

Will it ever end!?!?!?

How many days now have my kids been sick? I can't even answer that question anymore because I've lost track. Lee Lee is hacking up a lung (and vomiting on me in the process) and poor Monkey has a small lake in his pampy at least twice a day. *sigh* My poor babies need a break from being sick so that I can take them to do something awesomely fun!

In other news...

I'm BAAAAaack! I miss writing and promise I will not stay away for so long again. This is a great outlet for me. So, this is "my" thing. : )

I've decided to make a list of things I still need to get for our new place.
(What new place you ask? The babies and I have moved to North Carolina! And besides the kids being sick we are totally loving it here!)

#1 and most important thing we need to get is a CAMERA. I need a camera to get pics of my babies being the awesome babies that they are.
#2 is two dressers for the babies rooms.
#3 is two toy boxes for the babies rooms.
#4 is wall art for the babies rooms.
#5 is lamps for the babies rooms.
#6 is curtains and rods for the babies rooms, my room, the living room and the kitchen.
#7 is a rug for the back door w/ chair cushions to match my kitchen table.
#8 is some wall art for the living room.
#9 is some better dishes, a decent spatula, and an electric mixer.
#10 is a washer and dryer.
(By time I get all that it will be time to go shopping for the kids fall clothes, ha ha!)

We have all have beds(I have my dressers) and we have the living room set up with the tables, couches and computer desk and we have a kitchen table and chairs... We have pots and pans and all that jazz... Our bathrooms are set up; the kids have frogs and I have purple butterflies...

Did I mention that I LOVE my place? I love it!

Before I had children...

Before I had children...
I slept in on the weekends and hated to be woken up.

Now...
I have an internal alarm clock set for 7 am and if my house is quite past 7:30 I have to make sure my children are still breathing in their beds.

Before I had children...
I lazily sat on the couch watching random TV marathons while dishes piled up in the sink and dust accumulated on the baseboards.

Now...
I am much to busy to do dishes and dust busting because I am always chasing after a Monster or a Monkey!

Before I had children...
I was content with the life I was living.

Now...
I strive to make myself better so that I may provide everything that my children need (and some of what they want!).

Before I had children...
I thought I knew what love was.

Now...
I know I will never love anything/anyone the way I love my Monster and my Monkey.

I could just SHOUT it from the rooftop.

I LOVE MY BABIES!!!!!!

I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!!!!!!!!!!


Or as Monster says "No, I love you mas!" <3

My babies are growing up too fast!

I can not believe that my little baby Monkey will be the big O-N-E soon! Not to mention Miss Monster Cayley baby entering into the terrible twos! As I am sitting here typing, those sweet children of mine are napping. Together. It is a miracle! Really, it is. I think this is maybe the third time since Monkey was born that my children have napped together. Whatever. I'll take what I can get!

Miss Monster Cayley is truly a trip and a half. I am amazed by the things she can do and say and understand. Today we were watching Dora and there was a star who was crying because it fell from the sky. Well Miss Monster gasped all dramatically and put her hands to her cheeks and said "Sad!". So I told her "yes, that star is sad", and then she ran over to the TV and gave the star kisses and stroked the screen saying "kay, kay". It was incredibly cute to see. She is going through this stage that all she wants to do is color. She wakes up saying "color?!?!", lol. I already have quite the art collection from her.

Monkey baby hurt his little foot at the beginning of the week. He somehow (according to Man-Child) got caught in the blanket on the couch and fell. I panicked and took him to the emergency room (and let me tell ya, it is not easy nor fun to have a crying Monkey AND a bored Monster baby in the ER by yourself) but the x-rays they took looked fine and I was instructed to give him Motrin. I ended up taking him to his pediatrician the next day to follow up out of concern for his restlessness and irritability even after dosing him with Motrin, but he has since gotten better. Just this morning I saw him starting to use his foot again. Thank God. I was really starting to worry for a minute. Other than that incident, Monkey is just fabulous. He has the greatest personality and a heart melting smile.

These babies are amazing. They keep me smiling and laughing all day long. I can't believe how lucky I am, not only to have these babies, but to have the opportunity to be home with them and watch as they grow.