Today I feel like a Super Mom. I know I'm a Super Terrific Mom, but I'm talking about a SUPER MOM!!! You know the one who can do anything and be anywhere with the snap of her fingers.
I woke up this morning thinking to myself "just because Brian woke up at 5am, don't make it a bad day, it's going to be a good day". When I finally crawl off the couch 6am and somewhat coherent I realize Brian is coming down with something, so while I am getting myself ready I am having to deal with my soon to be sickly child. I again think to myself "it's going to be a good day".
I give Brian his medicine and I try and get ready for work. I get him settled with his cartoons and his sippy and I tell him "I'm going to go take a shower, you watch Manny and the Tools and I'll be back", his reply "OK". As I'm stepping in the shower Brian is yelling "MOM". I know that he is obviously up to something or has done something...but I scratch that out of my head cause HELLO, folks this is my son...He IS up to something and he HAS done something.
I am a champ on 5 minute showers in the morning, I can shave, shampoo and condition in 5 minutes. So I rush and out of the shower I fly.
I headed to the living room still hearing Brian yell "MOM".
He sees me and says "Hi Mom"
Me: "What's wrong Bubba
Brian: "Look" as he points to the couch
Me: "What did you do
Brian: "On blankie"
Me: "Whats on your blankie?"
Brian: "Milk" as he holds up his sippy with the lid off of it
Me: "Did you take the lid off?"...Stupid Question!!!
Brian: In the happiest voice you can imagine and snot running from his nose he tilts his head and raises his hands in the air and says........."YEAH!!!!!"
There I was this morning looking at the clock, 6:25am still wet hair and no clothes for him and I, standing there and telling myself "it's going to be a good day".
I hurry up and get dressed and do my hair than I get Brian dressed and i tell him "OK Bubba lets go to the bathroom and brush our teeth". he hops up and heads to the bathroom walking like he owns the joint (what am I saying...he does). He walks to the sink and lift him up and I grab his toothbrush and put some toothpaste on it. He grabs the toothpaste tube and before I could grab it he squeezes it and on my tank-top it goes. I grab some water and some soap and I scrub until it comes out.
After I drop Brian off at Day Care I get into work and all before 9am immediately I am hit with the following from the employees in my office...
- Kristin.....The Email fax is down
- Kristin.....The tray on the Copier isn't working
- Kristin.....The fridge isn't shutting because the freezer is iced over too bad
- Kristin.....The machine that is hooked up to the copier isn't working
All i can say is I feel like Super Mom...Not only am I a Mom to a 2 year old but I am a Mom to 6 individuals in my office ranging from 23 to 50+.
Not only am I a Mom, but I am a...
- Fridgerator Repair Girl
- Copier Repair Girl
- Fax and Email Repair Girl
- Chef (cooking dinner every night for 6 people)
- Personal Shopper (buying groceries every week for 6 people)
- Maid (cleaning up after 6 people every night)
So in the midst of it all I feel like a Super Hero (not as good as I thought it might feel). As I am telling my boss that I am not the Fridge Repair Girl he looks at me and says "Yeah but you're damn good at it...." That's just so reassuring (and I say that VERY sarcastically)!!!
Last but not least at 11am I am saying....IT'S GOING TO BE A GOOD DAY!!!!
So my mom bought these new fold up bags to carry her yarn in when she is crocheting, She unwrapped it and popped it up and was showing everyone. She put it on the floor and we went to chat about something else. About 10 minutes later I look over and Brian has balled himself up in the bag. He does this stuff ALL on his own.
Brian decided he wanted to be a big boy and take off him shirt all on his own. He kept saying watch me mommy, watch me. So as I'm standing there watching him he gets himself stuck!!!
He finally gets him shirt off and decides to take his pants off....this one he gets all on his own!! But why the heck does he want his clothes off????
Brian did such a wonderful job and I was so proud of him for painting like a Big Boy. He had to make sure EVERY white part of the turtle was painted. After he was done painting his turtle (which he cried hen I took it away to dry) I let him paint on paper :) I love that he is so interested in coloring and drawing and now painting, all of those things are one of my passions in life, though I don't get to do it much unless I'm drawing or coloring with Brian. Glad he is taking an interest. 
Here's Brian and 
Brian peeking through the hole....
