Today started with a trip to the
grocery store with the three littlest. Within 5 minutes of being in
the store Pierre had to take Lucie “potty.” I took Josie and
Linus to look for cookies. When Josie says, “cookie”and then
signs and says “please” simultaneously, how could I possibly
resist? Josie is a big fan of Chips Ahoy. Luckily, it always seems
to be on sale when she asks. As she sat hugging that blue package of
chocolatey goodness, she eyed the Oreos and said, “Oreos for Mama!”
If you recall my post from yesterday, you'll know that yesterday was
the 100th Birthday of the Oreo cookie. Josie remembered.
Then, my talkative little girl looked at me and said, “Tacos!”
Off to the International Foods aisle we flew. It is a big deal when
Josie uses her words around here.
One of Katie's coaches fell ill at the
gym yesterday. She was doubled over in pain. She was scared and
shaking. All I wanted to do was mother her. Am I that old, that I
thought I could mother a 21 year old woman? From a very young age I
knew I wanted to be a mother, whether it be for my dolls, a hurt
bird, or my puppy. As I carried around 5 or 6 Cabbage Patch Dolls, I
decided that I was not only going to be a mother, but I was going to
mother many. I have been blessed to have been given the opportunity
to raise 8 beautiful children.
Linus is still struggling with
teething. Plus, we lost his pacifier this afternoon. He was in his
bouncy seat sucking away, and then all of a sudden it was gone. I
asked Josie if she had seen it. She ran excitedly into the living
room. I ran excitedly after her because I thought she knew where it
was. She just looked at me, smiled, and said “pacifier” as she
pointed to the bouncy seat. I even resorted to asking the dog. She
just looked at me, rather annoyed that I had disturbed her nap. I
searched and searched but couldn't find it as Linus screamed at the
top of his lungs. In the kitchen, I located another pacifier from
the same package and I hurriedly boiled some water to sterilize it.
Once he had that pacifier, he was out like a light.
Tonight, as I made tacos for my sweet
Josie, she sat on the kitchen floor at my feet. Unfortunately, a
trip to the grocery store, a visit from her OT, and no nap made her a
very tired little girl. As I finished cooking, she lay asleep curled
up in front of the dishwasher. I was so disappointed. I was looking
forward to eating tacos, the dinner she asked for, with her.
Leftovers are stored away for lunch tomorrow. I have a taco date
with my Josie.
