1.  The sales lady in Kmart told Ben that the kids could give him a lesson on how to listen.  (The kids were walking with me, holding the cart, like they should; whereas, Ben was off walking down the toy isle holding things up and asking, "Can we get this?  Can we get this then?  How about this?")  Yes, my true love is the biggest kid of them all!

2. Kit stamped is foot today when Sam did something he did not like and told her, "I do not appreciate that!"  My 2 year old is just beginning to speak and yet, he knows and can use the word appreciate.   When did that happen?  Then later that day, he got mad at Sam again and said, "Kit moving out."  We asked where he was moving to.  He replied, "The basement."  (Our playroom is in the basement.)  Where do kids come up with this stuff?

3.  After playing outside Sam tells us that she needs a bath cause she is dirty.  At first we tried to pawn it off til tomorrow.  She did not like that so she pointed to her knees and said, "But look at my beautiful knees... they are so full of dirt.  You can't even see that they are beautiful anymore."  Needless to say, she got her bath.   

4.  Love is when you are nursing your baby and she stops for a moment to look at you, smile and coo before resuming her before bed snack.

5. While waiting in line to get everyone ice cream, Sam backed up 50 yards and then ran full force to me, then hugging me when she got to me.  The reason:  she wanted to give me the biggest hug ever.

6. Susanna may be small, but has no problem cooing to get your attention from across the room.  Once I walk over, she smiles the biggest toothless baby grin and I am putty in her hands.

7. Shortly after the sun comes up every morning, Kit sneaks into our room quietly.  He crawls into bed next to me and kisses my face while he thinks I am sleeping.  He also says things like Nice Momma and Love You Mama.  He will do this for about 10 mins before he falls asleep next to me for another hour or so.   My heart just melts...

8. You know you are with the right person when after 10 years of marriage, you can look at the same thing, think the same off the wall thought, laugh at the same time with our ever saying a word.  (You confirm later that you are indeed laughing at the same time...) 

Needless to say, I love my family.  Sometimes it is easy to forget to stop and take notice of all the little things that makes me love them so much.  Today I decided to write about a few fleeting moments that enrich my life so much.

healthy baby BOY!!!!!  I knew it!!!!  She has craved all the same types of food that I did when I was pg with Kit.  I am so happy for her.  She love affectionate kids and there is something very special about having a son.  Don't get me wrong, my girls are very special too - but they are way more independent.  Even Miss Susanna Banana is showing her Independence already.  Boys need their moms in a different kind of way.  And I get to be an Auntie!!!!!!!  Being I have a baby girl, now I get to shop for little boy things too.  :)

Speaking of pregnant women.  Shout out to both Kristin and Carrie for there pleasant news!  And hoping Jen C. is feeling very well.  Any other surprises???

On to new babies... Linda and Tiff, both N and G are cute as can be.  G looks just like his big bro and N looks just like his daddy. 

Today we had a friend of Sam's come over and play.  High maintenance.  Nice kid, but high maintenance.  When I brought them a snack, instead of thank you, I got a I'm not eating THAT!  So I made her something else.  Then 10 minutes later she wanted the first snack I made.  *eyes rolling*  And when I said it was time to clean up I got a NO!  I nicely said, UM, that was not a request.  Start cleaning up.  I hope and pray my kids do not do that when they are on play dates.  I know they know better.

Tomorrow camp is canceled for Sam.  A friend of Sam's. N, is coming over during camp time.  This girl is sweet as pie and they play flawlessly together.  The grandmother will bring her over in the morning.  Sam has been over their house as well.  (The grandmother lives with the girl and her parents in a BEAUTIFUL house and they are soooo nice.... anyway, I digress...)  Well, remember the birthday party episode where all the kids were given gifts except mine?  That child also goes to camp.  Today when we were picking up the girls, the grandmother confirmed that tomorrow is still good.  I said yep.  Well the mother of the present incident then says, "Oh, you are having a play date?  Since you are having one how about..." and gestures to her and her kid.  I quickly interrupted, "I have to go.  I'll call you and we will figure something out."  I am sorry, but if I wanted her at the playdate I would have invited her.  It was rude of her to try to invite herself!  Besides, Sam and N, play really well and on their own.  They are big enough where we can drop one off at the others house.  This way the grandmother gets a break, just like I did when I dropped Sam off at N's house.  AND, Ben is off tomorrow, so while Sam, N and probably Kit play, Ben and I actually get to spend a morning together with Susanna will the bigger kids play in the playroom.  Birthday party mom would invite herself over as well and then we'd be entertaining her as well.  Not to mention EVERY time she has ever come over, she never eats or feeds her kids before, so I end up having to feed everyone several meals.  AND she never knows when it is time to go home.  Grrrrrr....  So I have not called her.  I feel kind of bad, but I do not want to have her over tomorrow morning.  AND even more, Sam really doesn't want to have much to do with her kid since the bday party.  So there you go!

Time to go.  Ben and I have a movie date tonight.  We are seeing Superman... *sigh*  But, it is his turn to pick the movie. 

I clipped Susanna's nails this morning and accidentally cut her skin by her thumb.  She screamed and cried as it bled.  At that point, Sam and Kit decided to start fighting, so I yelled at them to be quiet.  I am not a big yeller, so then they started crying.  I have a thing with fingers and blood - I lost my thumb nail when I was three - a huge rock was stopped on my hand... anyhow, I started feeling faint.  I was sure I was going to pass out. 

So there I was holding the baby, trying to sooth her while sitting on my kitchen floor trying not pass out with two screaming toddlers.  No today I was not supermom.

Eventually I got Susanna's thumb to stop bleeding.  Talked to Sam and Kit - apologizing for raising my voice.  I told them that Susanna was hurt, Momma was scared and I needed to quiet for a minute - however, I should not have yelled.  I then smothered them in hugs and kisses and I love yous. I think Dr. Phil says it takes 50 good things to counter 1 bad thing, so I was getting my 50 hugs, kisses and I loves yous in to clear the yelling.

The kids were over it, but I felt like complete crap.  I called Ben to talk and feel better.  His pearls of wisdom was "Oh, no one will notice if she doesn't have a tip to her thumb."  Thanks dumb ass.  I called you to feel better, why?  I told him that his odd sense of humor was not appreciated.  He apologized, but my guilt was still there.

You never want to be the cause of any pain with your kids.  I am sure Susanna will not remember, lol, but still...

I am such a ray of sunshine lately... aren't you glad you came here?  Actually, if I hadn't had a tubal, I would really wonder if I were pg.  I had spotting a little over a month ago.  I was sure AF was coming.  She never came - just spot for about 2 weeks.  (I spotted with all three...)  I have been crampy since, but no AF.  About 2 weeks before spot, lots of EWCM and yes, sex.  I now have been having super uber smell sense.  However, I have had a tubal, so chances are, um, no.  So, all this lovely-ness coupled with my delightful frame of mind, is probably just my wacko hormones being wacky.  Joy.

Believe it or not, I am not miserable all the time.  I really do love playing with the kids.  They are such an utter joy in my life.  And Ben, despite his off humor - no thumb tip and all, is my other half.  We are two peas in a pod.  We are even going to see Superman on Monday night (his turn to pick the movie...) ALL BY OURSELVES.  Woo hoo.

I am going to try to get out a few early mornings a week to walk on my home when Ben is home to watch the kids.  I think that may help me feel better.  Gotta love those endorphins.

OK, it is late and I need to try to sleep. 

if I were to fall off the face of the Earth if anyone would really notice.   My kids would notice right away.  Ben would notice when the food ran out and the clothes were dirty or the kids needed something.  I am not sure when my family would notice or even my friends.  Aren't I uplifting today?

I do not think I have slept more than 4 hours a night in over a week and I can not figure out why.  Even taking Benadry isn't helping.  I wonder if I need to contact the doc and increase the crazy meds.  *sigh*

At least I will TIVO Big Brother tomorrow night.  Hope to see the back side of Alison leaving the house.

Think I will sneak into one of the kid's beds and cuddle them.