Super Mama...to the rescue!

Today I was told, by my son, that I have "amazing super powers" as he laid down on the floor looking at me in amazement, shaking his head in awe.  Ummmm, yep.  It's true.  I am "Super Mama!"  I didn't know all of my super glow was shining through so heavily, but I guess it was going to come out at some point. 

 

I might not be able to lift a car with one hand at this very moment, but pump a little adrenaline in me when someone messes with my baby cubs and I'll move a mountain.  Now, most of the time, you'll see me at my best movements...bowel movements.  That is honestly how I was discovered this evening. 

 

"Gavin, I think you might have to go to the bathroom, you're stinkin' up the place.  Seriously, like rotten food or something.  Please get in there and go,"  I say. 

 

"No, I'm fine.  I DON'T have to go!" (after an hour of this wretched stench leakage), Gavin replies. 

 

"Really, this is bad Gavin.  No, really.  I can't stand it anymore.  You need to go in and go potty and take care of business.  I think your bottom is screaming silently for help in there,"  I beg.

 

(Going on 2 hours) "Mama, why don't you just trust me?  I'm telling you I don't have to go.  Why don't you just believe me?,"  Gavin retorts.

 

"It's time.  I just know Gavin.  I know you better than I know myself.  I'm your mama and I know when you have to go to the bathroom.  Believe me, you NEED to go,"  I say, hoping that he will hear my plea.

 

"Ok, I'll go and try,"  he sighs. (after I started counting down...ridiculousness, but it was necessary)

 

 ...cue elevator music...10 minutes later. (I'm sure you can infer what transpires during this allotted time)

 

Gavin lays down on the ground in the kitchen and states, very clearly I must say proudly, "Mama, you have amazing super powers.  You knew I had to go to the bathroom before I even knew I had to go. You have more super powers than me."  Super mama to the rescue!

 

BUT, I have to admit that I DID have a little help getting to this point.  I'm a hard-working, floundering mama just like every mama I know out there.  I just have an AMAZING team of supporters and rally members who give to me one of the most important gifts of all...wisdom.  At that moment, right after he said those words, I immediately credited those before me who have helped in guiding Todd and I as parents.  Those who have supported us with hugs, through our tears in all of our years as parents and together, and who have challenged us to keep forging ahead for the sake of our family.  Words of wisdom have helped in leading the way. 

 

So, although it was a life altering bowel movement for our son, I can't take all the credit.  I'll pass this cheer over to the grandparents, but I WILL continue to refer to myself as "Super Mama" in the 3rd person for all of you who talk with me in the future.  hahahaha! That's just how I roll...up, up and AWAY!!!!!!!!!

Go Dog Go is a BAD Influence

As we kiss Gavin goodnight, he looks at us very seriously and states that he has a problem.  Todd and I are wondering what kind of deep discussion is about to happen and whether this is a worthwhile endeavor to have right before bed.  Then in all seriousness, Gavin says, "Go Dog Go has been teaching my animals how to jump off the bed." 

 

Go Dog Go is a stuffed animal, from Kohls, given to him by my aunt and uncle when we went to Florida.  Apparently he is the ring leader of some sort of bed club mob that gathers together after Gavin closes his eyes for rest.  This has been concluded because most, if not all, of his animals are on the floor when Gavin wakes up.  The only thing that seems logical is that Go Dog Go is convincing the other animals to jump to their death. 

 

I'm not sure about you, but I think this is a problem.  We have a no bullying rule at our house and Go Dog Go needs to realize that we have zero tolerance.  Needless to say, we'll be having a conversation with this "over-board bed pushing monster" to deal with this situation. Just look at him...

...a common criminal.

Pinkie Irrationalities

Acting like Jekyll and Hyde is Sophia's specialty, especially when she's tired.  Drama becomes her go-to sign that's she has had enough and closing her eyes is the best option.  Not too far back, I was putting Sophia to bed and we were snuggling together.  This is what she says...

 

Me: "It's time to go to sleep Sophia.  You're tired."

 

Sophia: "No I'm not.  I'm just so worried."

 

Me: "Worried about what?"

 

Sophia: (insert lots of random tears) I'm worried because I only have 2 pinkies! (VERY DISTRAUGHT)

 

Me: (trying not to bust a gut, because I know that will send her over the edge) "Oh, well you have lots that you can do with 2 pinkies though.  Goodnight."

 

Look down at your hand.  Do you ONLY have two pinkies?  If so, you should be concerned.  Dr. Sophia has just diagnosed you. 

 

 

Individuality Equals Greatness

It was always said that "siblings are so different."  Expect that "they will be complete opposites" and they will "not be doing the same things at the same time so, don't compare them."  That couldn't be more true for these two.  I still stare at them, in wonder, trying to figure out how they both are so vastly different, but I've come to find out that their differences are truly amazing.

 



 

Gavin, born first, is the quiet, "taking it all in," serious one.  As if born to play strategy games, he analyzes every move and thinks about his plan.  Academically, he is ahead of his game as he knows all of his states, many countries and their locations, reading at a 2nd grade level and can problem solve just about anything.  He wants to always be his best and it can be a challenge as sometimes he hasn't figured out how to be a gracious loser.  It also makes it hard for him to make friends, but when he does, he's loyal and caring.  When you REALLY get to know him though, he's quite the comedian.  He can make you laugh with the funniest sayings and his little, quirky cuteness is pretty irresistible.  Here are a few pictures that capture his amazing personality:

 

Sophia, on the other hand, is all diva.  She learned at an early age (6 months) how to fake cry and wrap a few people around her little finger.  She's a genuine pro and she can turn it on like a faucet.  Although she knows that she can't pull that business around us, she'll still make attempts to push boundaries.  She's fierce, outgoing and edgy and she ADORES her brother, wanting to please him however she might.  She has a maniacal laugh that will get you chuckling and quite a few little funny tokens up her sleeve to make you adore her.  She will do anything to play princess and dress up as she believes she was sent here to earth to be one and show the world that she can rule the world. Here are a few little pics of her little personality:

 



As you can tell, they are both adorable little munchkins that will have a lot to contribute to this world. Keep an eye out for them throughout the years, they will make a great impact on the world! 

What Career Do You Choose?

 

Todd and I both have college degrees; however, we really want our children to know that they can do anything and be anything that will make them happy in life.  Even though we often will throw out the possibility of college, we do it just so they know it can be a possibility, not necessarily a mandate. 

 

On this note, we went on an ice cream field trip last night and had another discussion about what they both might like to do when they get older.  Gavin has become pretty set on going to college.  In fact, he has already decided where he'd like to attend.  Georgia Tech is his school of choice.  He has stated that it will keep him close to home and he can still go to college.  Wow, I'm pretty impressed that he has taken this into account.  We're not sure exactly what field he will be pursuing or if this choice will continue, but we find it pretty interesting that he is pretty adamant about it.

 

 

Sophia on the other hand is pretty indecisive.  We enjoy listening to her many creative ideas and we always try and foster it.  On this night, we'd been talking about what they might do when they got older and Gavin threw out his usual, "you know...where I've said before.  Georgia Tech is what I'm doing."  So, we ask Sophia. 

 

Me: "Sophia, what are you wanting to do when you get older? 

 

Sophia: "Eat cookies.  Big, giant ones."

 

Me: "I know of a cookie place that you might like to work at. :)"

 

 

 

...we'll have to encourage her to be part of baking the cookies, not just the eating process.  :)  At this point, she assumes that is a job all in itself.  The mind of a child is precious.

 



Moving Back in the World of Buses

Reality is setting in that Gavin will soon be a 1st grader, not a kindergartner any more. What in the world happened to time?  Just yesterday I was sobbing at the bus stop as he took his first steps onto the bus on his first day of school. Riding the bus seems to bring me anxiety as I've come to realize that there is just so much a bus driver can watch out for.  This leaves my "baby" to fend for himself sometimes.  We had a few little mishaps at the beginning of the year, which had me in a frenzy, but we are now comforted that he sits a little closer to the front in order for the bus driver to have "closer eyes" on him.

 

An excuse, that works for now, is that he is in kindergarten and he just needs some extra watchful eyes.  However, soon it will not be the case and he'll be allowed to sit in different seats.  He has also come to realize this, but he has also processed that there is one spot he is just not able to enter at this time.  This is his statement of the night...

 

Gavin: "I want to be in 5th grade so that I can sit in the back of the bus.  It will be enjoying.  They talk loud and put their feet in the aisles and I want to do that."   

 

Wow, is this what we get to look forward to?  I'm beginning to see why more and more parents choose to drive their children to school and pick them up.  So many things to "let go" as a parent.  Wish us luck!

 



 

Twinkle, Twinkle A Little Surprised

Each night, I snuggle up with the kids and sing a song before they go to sleep.  It allows me to have some individual time with both of them and to just enjoy a little time with them alone.  Sophia, in particular, is adamant about having a song each night.  It is usually Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star and she will make attempts to sing with me, some times, but often she will just sit back and listen and smile. 

 

On this particular night, she wanted to sing this song and this time she joined in.  This is what she sang...

 

"Twinkle, twinkle little star. How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high.  There is Jesus in disguise.  Twinkle, twinkle little start.  How I wonder what you are."

 

Okay, I have to admit that I chuckled for a minute and even asked her what she sang.  She just said it so naturally as if these have always been the words.  Did she even know what she was saying?  That night, Todd and I had a laugh about it and I even talked about it the next day.  But, now I'm really thinking of what she has said. 

 

We often talk about our beliefs in our household.  We are firm believers that God is love and that he shows us His love in so many ways and through so many people in our lives.  We've talked about how we can be quick to judge others appearances and not discover the beauty that God gave them on the inside.  We've talked about how God is everywhere and you never know when you'll encounter Him.  We've discussed acceptance and loving others as He would want us to. 

 

I'm not sure if it is her understanding that she is sharing through her song or just a misinterpretation of the words, but I do appreciate the opportunity to take her words and count them as blessings that we might be on the right path.  I pray that these opportunities will lead to an understanding of a bigger God and a greater love than either of my children can ever grasp.  We are so blessed.