Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Wet Oatmeal Kisses

Things have been kind of crazy in the Miller house!!

Here is what happened a couple Saturday's ago in what can be described as no less than "The Saturday from HE&%!": Tanner is crying, Teeghun is crying they both want our attention. Steve and I are both running on little more than two hours of sleep from the night before. There is laundry to be done, floors to be swept and mopped. Teeghun is bored, so now he is getting into things that he knows that he shouldn't, just begging for our attention. Tanner is crying, I think that he has a bubble...NO NO TEEGHUN DO NOT DO THAT, PUT THAT DOWN! As I was expressing my frustration to my mom (via cell phone texting of course), she had these words to share (which as I type them make me cry yet again!)...
this too will pass and you won't have tubby time..or a little one to read to...or sippy cups...or bottles...or hugs and kisses and you'll give anything to have it back again. Trust me it goes really fast! Cherish those little hands and faces that lite up when they see you, those mama's and dada's...that belly laugh...all too soon he will grow up and be wanting your keys!!

Today in MOPS our speaker was talking about forgiveness and ended the day by reminding us that it is ok to ask our kids for forgiveness and to also forgive our kids. She said that the growing up years will be over way too fast to not forgive and forget. She encouraged us to enjoy these toddler years and not for one minute wishing them away. WAS SHE TALKING DIRECTLY TO ME? I felt as though I was the only one in the room!! She closed with the following written by Erma Bombeck...which of course made me cry! Enjoy!!!

Wet Oatmeal Kisses......

A young mother writes: "I know you've written before about the empty-nest syndrome -- that lonely period after the children are grown and gone. Right now, I'm up to my eyeballs in laundry and muddy boots. The baby is teething; the boys are fighting. My husband just called and said to eat without him, and I fell off my diet. Lay it on me again, will you.''

OK. One of these days you'll explode and shout to the kids, "Why don't you grow up and act your age?"
......and they will.


"You guys get outside and find yourselves something to do. And don't slam the door!"
......and they don't.

You'll straighten up the boys' bedroom neat and tidy -- bumper stickers discarded, bedspread tucked and smooth, toys displayed on the shelves. Hangers in the closet. Animals caged. And you'll say out loud, "Now I want it to stay this way.''
.......and it will.

You'll prepare a perfect dinner with a salad that hasn't been picked to death and a cake with no finger traces in the icing, and you'll say, "Now, there's a meal for company.''
.....and you'll eat it alone.

You'll say: "I want complete privacy on the phone. No dancing around. No demolition crews. Silence! Do your hear?''
.....and you'll have it.

No more plastic tablecloths stained with spaghtetti.

No more bedspreads to protect the sofa from damp bottoms.

No more gates to stumble over at the top of the basement steps.

No more clothespins under the sofa.

No more playpens to arrange a room around.

No more anxious nights under a vaporizer tent

No more sand on the sheets or Popeye movies in the bathrooms.

No more iron-on-patches, wet, knotted shoestrings, tight boots, or rubber bands for ponytails.

Imagine. A lipstick with a point on it.

No baby sitter for New Year's Eve.

Washing only once a week.

Seeing a steak that isn't ground.

Having your teeth cleaned without a baby on your lap.

No PTA meetings.

No car pools.

No blaring radios.

No one washing her hair at 11 o'clock at night.

Having your own roll of Scotch tape.

No more dandelion bouquets.

Think about it. No more Christmas presents out of toothpicks and library paste.

No more sloppy oatmeal kisses.

No more tooth fairy.

No giggles in the dark.

No knees to heal, no responsibility.

Only a voice crying, "Why don't you grow up?'' and the silence echoing,
"I did."

by Erma Bombeck

Here are a couple pics from this weekend when we took advantage of the beautiful weather...the last one is from our walk last night; we walked well over a mile and Teeghun didn't want to ride in the wagon at all, he pulled the wagon the whole time, but I love this picture of the two of them just walking hand in hand!

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