And now on to something completely different...
Well, not all that different considering I will mention my children in this post.
(this one's for you, Prosy)
Max was upstairs pooping and I was downstairs cleaning up the mess of Doctor toys she and Elijah had scattered all over our gameroom. I've been wiping Max since she was finally potty trained a few months ago....better very very late than never, right?
She yells for me from the bathroom to wipe her, and I didn't hear what she was calling me for. Sometimes she'll say "Mom...I'm still pooping." or "Momma, did you hear me say I'm going to the potty???" or "Mom....stay downstairs while I poop....but I'll still call you when I'm done."
So since it was soon after she went upstairs, I assumed that she said something along those lines and just said, "OK. Max!" and went on cleaning.
A few moments later,
"MOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAA! There's poop hanging from my butt for you to clean up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
What a delight. I just like the way she worded it...like the poop is waiting for me.
"Come to me, Erin. I am the product of your daughter Maxine's digestive system. Go-Gurt and cheese make their way through her stomach and intestines just for you...for you, Erin, it's all for you...."
Elijah's party this weekend went smoothly. We had lots of fruit and veggies, the older kids played outside with my dad pretty much the entire time and I only had one piece of pizza! I was super proud of myself.
Although staying away from the delicious chocolate cake with blueberry icing Max and I made earlier that day was nearly impossible, I persevered. I did try one bite last night of the leftovers. Pretty darn good.
Before the party Max, Elijah and I went on a long walk. I snapped a few photos of them goofing around. I didn't notice that the background looks right out of a scene from The Wire (Jeremiah and I are watching Season 2 from Netflix so don't you dare give anything away if you've seen the show!!!).
West Baltimore in the House Fools. Or whatever.
Also, if you haven't already heard that Ms. Moon finally has her long awaited precious grandson.
I've never thought about waiting for a baby from different perspectives. I've never been close with anyone other than my mom or my aunt who were having babies, and that was just like getting more siblings, and I've obviously waited for my own children.
It's neat to hear her talk about it from the anxious grandmother's viewpoint and I'm very glad her daughter had such a successful labor.
Congratulations to Lily and Jason...and to Ms. Moon and her new best friend, Owen.