Moments like these erase the whiny morning and the sibling rivalry.  i believe in speaking into my kids (i.e you are kind, gentle, thoughtful, brave etc.) and dream building with them.  In our house we talk a lot about what they want to be when they grow up.   After naptime i was snuggling my youngest (3 in 10 days).  In the past he has said he wants to be a doctor who fixes cars (can you guess his favorite movie?) or a police officer.  Today i asked if he wanted to be president of the United States (we have a president book we read and they memorize), he nodded no.  Do you want to be a police officer?  Again, nodding no.  Do you want to be a fire fighter? Nodding no.  Do you want to marry a rich girl so you can sit and watch t.v all day?  An enthusiastic nodding of yes.

They sure are angels when they sleep!  As i type this my little man (aka Roo Roo or formally Vahn) is peacefully sleeping.  Who cares you say?  weeelll as any committed mommy knows the joy of caring for these little people can be rewarding and some days, not so much.  Today was a not so much day.  We had eaten lunch and went to the playground down the way.  Vahn was very clingy and wanted “nuggles mommy, nuggles”.  i was holding him for a few minutes and behold the love of only a mother!  i even had vomit down my bra!!  Now that’s a great picture i know!  i yelled at my other kids “We have to leave, we have to leave! Vahn just got sick!  Let’s go!!  We will get your scooters and bikes later! Let’s go!”  Thankfully we live right next door to the park.  We pretty much run home and i get the both of us cleaned up.  Now, how am i going to get the playground clean (it’s that black soft top stuff)??  Deep breath.  We are snuggling on the couch and i tell the other kids to go get the bikes and scooters.  Thankfully i have great children and they actually listen and do as asked.  All of a sudden……here comes round two!!  It was worse than round one.  i frantically call my hubby who works just down the street and tell him to come home early for lunch.  After round two i cleaned him, me, the blanket, the carpet, and the dining room floor.  While this is going on my wonderful hubby comes home, takes a watering can with cleaning solution in it, paper towels, and Clorox wipes and marches over to the playground.  Now he is peacefully sleeping on the couch for naptime in case i have to make a run for it.

I am convinced every mom has some great puke stories!  i know i sure have some good ones up my sleeve….