Isn't that amazing?
My weekends are generally filled with Mommying my three children. Yes Mommying, and that is in fact a word.
This weekend though, I came across old email threads between myself and my wonderful mom from years ago.
Here's a typical email to my mom;
Me: haha. Sup? Anyways.. Is it okay if we come by today around 11 something to pick up my husband's clothes. Also, can you please dry them. Sorry. I thank you soooo much. My husband's flight is at 3:25. And I have a clogged milk duct.
Great. Love you.
Me: How are you? Can we come over and do laundry today? are you still cooking
Mom: Yes and yes
Me: Should we bring food over if we get there around 12?
Mom: YES...SORRY. BESIDES WE DONT EAT DINNER AT 12
Me: I know.. its brunch. Love you.. see you in a minute!
Conversation between me and my 3 year old daughter;
First Born: "Mommy I want to lay down because my tummy hurts"
Me: "It does... lets try and potty to make it feel better". Tries to potty and nothing happens.
Me: " First born if your tummy hurts you have to go to grandma's house because you cant go to school sick"
First Born: "Its okay-- I can just poop at daycare. My friend Hazel poops at daycare everyday."
Yikes, I guess some things never change.
Here are a few gratitious weekend photos....
Fingerpainting 101.. and a tea party.... she sent Evites and everything...
And Woody got in on the action.... See him?