Love
The time between the morning nap and the afternoon nap today SUCKED. The boys were both a mess and I ended up such a mess that at one point I even locked us out of the house. But this post is not all about that insanity so I’m not even going to go into the details of how I threw them back into the car for safety while I further broke the glass in the kitchen window to get in.
Instead I want to talk about after the afternoon nap. How we went outside and played in the dirt. The boys ate the dirt, I would say “eeeww, icky!” – scrunching up my nose and they would laugh hysterically. Logan would lick his palm and go “mmm yumm yumm” and look over at me to see what I would do. It was a vicious cycle. Back in the house I gave them Mott’s Tots Apple Juice Boxes. I’ve been meaning to mention how much I love Mott’s Tots, half pure juice and half water, already wrapped to go. Forest is messy with it but Logan is a pro. Anyway, I was goofing around and got up very close to Logan’s face, thinking I was being all serious. He responded by offering me some of his drink. Then he did it again. After dinner the boys enjoyed some special treats and while I cleaned up Forest’s diaper explosion, Logan fed him and made him giggle very hard.
This is what it’s all about. Especially when you are reminded that no matter how bad it is in this moment, it’s going to be so very different in an hour or after that nap or tomorrow. They change that quickly. I’m a stubborn person so this has been one heck of a lesson for me. I might know it’s not going to stay the same but I always expect it to anyway and then spiral into anger and/or depression about it. Having kids is better then any therapy. It’s experiential therapy. And I love these boys. They are learning kindness and empathy and it just makes your heart sing.
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so I should have twins instead of therapy?