In a nutshell, life has happened.
Kids got hand, foot and mouth
I started a new business as a consultant with Usborne Books and More (I'm sooo excited!!)
Controversy exploded EVERYWHERE as they made a law to let gays marry
You know... the norm ;)
I've been to busy to be inspired to write anything. As I told my husband yesterday, it was a good day because I remembered to brush me teeth that morning, got all three kids down for a nap (and took one myself) and even got to take a shower!!!
One thing I think that most writers can agree with is that inspiration can strike at the strangest times. Mine happened as I sat resting on the couch after dinner. I convinced my husband to have the boys help him clean up dinner. Every mom dreams of their sons growing up and being gentlemen right?? Well, I do anyways. :)
Listening to the boys talk back and forth made me think of the truths of their relationship. I didn't have any brothers, and from watching my own sons, and other people I know, I think it's safe to say that all brothers have a love/hate relationship. lol
One of my favorite things to listen to, is them talking to each other while they're trying to fall asleep. It is just so sweet :) They really do love each other.
It's so cute watching them play nicely together as well.
On the other hand.... they like to torture each other.
Poor Bunkin is terrified of the water spraying out of the shower head. He calls it rain shower. Anytime it comes on when he's in the bathtub, you would think I was literally killing him. Bear knows this, and so sometimes during a nice peaceful bath he loves to whisper "rain shower". Bunkin goes into a screaming fit that closely resembles the baby from Disney's The Incredibles.
One of the few reasons I hate living in a townhouse is the constant fear that because of a bathtub episode, we'll be having Child Services knocking on our door.... lol
Bunkin gets revenge though. We have a step 2 toddler table that I bought for $5.00 at Goodwill recently.
Side note- Goodwill is honestly my favorite store... yeah I know. I'm weird. Around where we live there is a REALLY nice one, and I seriously get giddy when I walk into it. More on this in a later post.
Anyways, the table came with 2 chairs, a red one and a blue one. For some very odd reason, they red one is coveted. No joke. We're talking Smeagol from the Lord of the Rings here.
I try my very best to convince them that the blue one is just as awesome. I'll say, "Blue is one of Mommy's favorite colors." Technically this is true because I'm one of those people who can't really decide on a favorite color, and if I do, I change it within a year or two. That's normal.... right??
But try as I might, I cannot convince them that the blue chair is just as amazing as the red one. So anytime that Bunkin knows that it might be time to sit at the little table, he runs to the red chair and plops down on it. This of course results in me telling Bear that he will get a turn in the red chair next, and to calm down or he's going to time out!
I also never realized that boys actually enjoy wrestling each other. They're 4 and 2, and it's happening already. What is it that makes boys want to beat each other up.... for fun??? I'm not sure I'm ever going to understand that.
Awe brotherly love. There really is nothing else like it. I thank God that he gave both of my sons a brother. I pray almost everyday that they'll remain close as they grow older. My mom always told us that "Friends come and go, but you'll always have your siblings." I hope to instill that wise council in them as well, and help them to cherish the beautiful relationship they already have.
