Happy Mothers Day

As I write this, I've got both munchkins and the dog on top of me. It's very cozy on a rainy Sunday, but not quite perfect. It would only be perfect if my husband was here.

Early this morning (practically last night, really) my partner in crime headed out to the airport to catch his flight to LA. He's only been gone a few hours, but I already miss him terribly. Wussy, I know, but it's a perfect case of "don't know what you've got til it's gone."

I have been dreading this trip for months. This is the first time I've been alone with both kids for any length of time, and I've been so worried about all the things that could go wrong: sickness, injury, insanity. So far, the kids have been fabulous, it's the company I miss.

Our world tends to be very focused on the kids and their needs. With a three year old and an eight month old, it kind of has to be. However, it's invaluable to have another adult in the land of the peanuts. When our precocious son comes out with something absurdly funny (but very inappropriate), we work hard to keep our "parent faces" on while we explain why it's not appropriate. Then we run into the kitchen and snicker and giggle about how funny it was when he said it. It's a good release, and because we are his parents, our laughter is the exact same mix of "can you believe he said that?" and "can you believe he's ours? that we made him together?"

That's the stuff I'm missing right now. This morning, when the baby pinched our son, and he turned to me and said in the most exasperated tone "Well, I'm just sick of it!", I wanted so badly to turn to my husband to catch his reaction, but no such luck.

I miss you, honey. It's going to be a long week :(

Words to Live By

This morning was a bit hectic, as most mornings are in this house. I got my son settled on the couch, and tried to do a few things while carrying the baby. I carried her into the bathroom with me, and from the couch I heard a tiny voice shout "Don't put her in the pee!"

"And don't flush her!"

My son is nothing if not helpful :)

Big Truck Day!

Hands down, one of the best things about being a parent is all the fun stuff you get to do "for the kids". Today, our duty as parents called us to take the kids down to the local elementary school for the annual Big Truck Day. In case you don't know, Big Truck Day is a fundraiser where as many awesome vehicles as you can gather are parked in one spot, and the kids are allowed to crawl through them, "drive" them, and honk the horns willy-nilly.

Parents too, if you're lucky :) What you can't see in most of these pictures is that Daddy is in the cab as well, having the time of his life in the big trucks, too.

Here are some pics of the big fun we had at Big Truck Day this year. Enjoy!

An overview of the carnage:

He looks so tiny in that giant truck!

Firetruck:

Grader:

And another fire truck.

At first, Molly did not know what to make of the incessantly honking horns:

But she got over it and ended up having some fun!

Spring Coats and Pillows

This is the label I put on our "seasonal outerwear" bin when I packed it up in November. Sure enough, when I opened it up, I was met with 5 puffy throw pillows heaped on top of our spring raincoats.

Why would I do that? I honestly can't say. Sometimes I look back on decisions I've made, particularly hazy, post partum decisions, and see no clear reasoning other than "it seemed like a good idea at the time."

Now I'm stuck finding a hiding place for all these pillows, on top of packing up all of our winter things. Finally, Vermont weather seems to have committed itself to spring, so it's safe to say goodbye to winter boots and coats and hats and scarves. Gloves will stick around, as our son has decided they are a key fashion staple, and a welcome addition to any outfit, but the rest of it will go back into storage. Hip hip hooray, and don't let the beach ball hit you on the way out.

Happy May Day!