What a sweet little mother's day I've had!
I awoke this morning to the sounds of a very busy kitchen down the hall...crashes, bangs, slicing, doors opening and closing...all punctuated with the sounds of children laughing, whining, talking, asking questions...and the best part? I wasn't in the Kitchen! My dear Husband was in control of it all. I was able to lay in bed and savor every sound, every laugh.
Finally, I was able to rouse myself from the bed and I ventured out...my poor sweet little "Buddy" looked at me with such surprise and disappointment as he whipped around to his daddy and said..."she's awake!" I had ruined his surprise! Poor little guy! However, Daddy was able to explain that I was still, infact surprised! I felt so bad for him...it was too sweet! After my wonderful homemade breakfast, a quick soak in the hot tub, and dressing children...we went off.
We drove the "back" way to Estes Park so that Buddy could see "Long-est" Peak up close. We stopped for lunch, a playground escapade, where Looney Goons conquered her fear of the really big twisty slide (...you know...the kind that they NEVER put up anymore...they're all at least 20 years old...steep and slick!!!) then got back in the car and headed around and about, just admiring the amazing beauty of the area! What a glorious day it was...until...
Constant whining coming from the back of the Suburban...more whining...then a virtual flood of "sick" came out of my poor sweet Monkey Bones. Well, we mopped her up and headed back down the mountain...only to experience it AGAIN! Fun stuff...
It was a nice day...just me and my little family...and all I had to do was mommy stuff...reassuring a 4 year old that yes, I was indeed surprised and excited by my breakfast...cheer on a 3 year old as she conquered that slide...and clean up a river of vomit from a 2 year old (with the help of my dear husband!!). Looking back on my day, I wouldn't change a bit!!
5 comments:
What fun! Well maybe not the puke part, but the rest sounds like a fabulous mothers day. Remind me to tell you our hawaiian puke story sometime.
Sounds wonderful... The puking will just make sure you remember the day, right?!
A day in Estes Park... that sounds like a great Mom's Day! Aside from the puking, I'm glad it was a good day too. Mine involved two puking girls too! Go figure!
Sounds like a wonderful day - except the puke I think I would have changed! So glad to see you blogging! It is comforting to have other newbies in this strange new world!
I love reading your blogs. I knew the story...but learned something new about you and your life just the same. (Even as little as the nicknames for your kids.) I love it!!!
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