Just Another Day...

• I woke up early to do some AM Yoga. Boy - I am so not flexible, but it felt good.


• Quinn had a good day at school today (after a few weeks of having a hard time). I think it put him into a good mood for the rest of the day.


• A speech therapist came to evaluate Liam to make sure he doesn't need early intervention. Within a few minutes she told me he probably wouldn't qualify. No kidding - the kid never stops talking. (A few months ago he was evaluated and the therapist couldn't decide if he needed services or not - he was right on the border. I decided, with the team of therapists that evaluated him, to just give him time. And it worked - score one for good parenting choices!)


• I managed to do 4 loads of laundry - start to finish - even the last load.


• The boys played so well together before dinner - they were pretending to go to sleep in our big bed. Quinn helped Liam climb up there by getting the step stool out of the bathroom.


• It was bath night and Quinn stripped his clothes off right after dinner and then proceding to run around the house with his spider underwear on pretending to be Superman. He decided to put on his slippery socks so he could slide in the hallway. Awesome.


• While I was getting the bath ready Quinn helped Liam take his clothes off. I loved listening to him talk him through the process. "Okay, Liam. Now let's get your other arm out. There you go...."


• The boys played nicely together in the tub. I was planning on letting Liam stay up a bit late and leave him in the tub a bit longer than normal.


• But then he did it again.


• I saw him stand up and start to squat. "Oh no, Liam! No poop in the tub!" And I lifted him out and onto the toilet only to hear Quinn tell me, "It's too late, Mommy. I saw a big splash. He already pooped." And that he did.


• So, the tub evacuation of toys and boys took place. We cleaned the tub out and then gave the boys quick showers (because I always save their hair for last).


• Now the toys are soaking in the sink with a mixture of bleach and water. And the boys are sleeping in their beds with clean sheets.


• Before Quinn's stories tonight he wanted to play doctor instead of doing a puzzle or a game (his normal routine). I was the nurse, he was the doctor, and all the stuffed animals were sick. I think they all caught it from Miss Piggy. Anyway, it was fun - Quinn was cracking me up because after I'd get the animal checked in and weighed I'd have to tell the animal, "The doctor is very busy, so you might have to wait." And then Quinn would make us wait. This kid knows how doctor's work.


• Bedtime was, once again, amazing. Different than last time, but still, amazing.

Just another day in the life of me. That's all. (sorry if this bores you - this post is definitely more of a journal entry than anything.) Sometimes it's really hard parenting these two boys. But not today, today I actually thought, hey - I could have another baby. I can handle this. This isn't so bad. Of course that was literally seconds before Liam pooped in the tub. Sort of like the mother at work who told me, "yeah, having four kids seemed like a really good idea over the summer when my husband (who teaches) was home and helping with the parenting. Now I'm wondering what I was thinking?"