Three things I never, ever want to forget about my kids (one for each girl):
1. Bria's dramatics.
The other night we were driving home from the cousins house where they had fallen asleep while Joel and I had a concert. It was cold. And Bria was really, really, really tired. And when she is that exhausted, she acts as if the entire world is crumbling around her and that there is no possible way that things can ever be right and good again. During these moments she rambles and whines and cries and just generally goes into hysterics about anything she can possibly think to be hysterical about.
Two very dramatic sentences stand out in my mind from this particular drive home (and please remember that they are said extremely emphatically with a lot of whining and crying):
"Mommy, I feel like I'm going to burp and it's going to be a really long one that's going to last all the way until next weekend!"
"I am so cold I feel like I am naked! In Antarctica!!!!"
2. Chloe's deep emotions.
Sometime last week she was really mad at me because I wouldn't let her do something or the other. Or maybe I put her in time out or something. Regardless, she was so upset with me that she took the picture that she had just drawn of our family and she crossed me out with a determined slash of her marker. And then she informed me that she was not my daughter anymore because I was such a mean mom. Basically, I was out of the family.
That's all fine and good, but the funniest part is how she brought me the same picture a couple of days later with tears just streaming down her cheeks and so choked up she could barely get all the words out. When I asked her what was wrong she explained that "someone" (who could it possibly have been?) had crossed me out of her family picture and that it upset her very much because I was the best mommy in the whole world and she loved me so very much. She simply would not even listen to the idea that she could have been the one to commit such a horrible act. And she just sat in my lap and cried for a really long time.
It took me a while, but I finally convinced her it would be okay to just throw it away and draw another one.
3. Sophie's rigid routines.
My other two girls have never been very schedule oriented, most likely because I am not very schedule oriented. But Sophie has taken after Joel and really craves rituals. I love the way she insists on these things when it is bedtime. The only problem is that she has started adding more and more rituals to her bedtime routine, and it has become almost comical in the past few weeks.
Here's the rundown:
First, Joel and I say a prayer with her. Joel has to hold her while I hold her bottle and blankets and she folds her arms in the cute way she does all tucked up under her chin. Then she has to kiss us each on the lips. Then she points to the door, indicating that she needs to kiss her sisters good night as well. So we call them in if they weren't already present for the prayer. She always knows if a family member is missing for some reason and it really bothers her. After kissing the girls, she kisses Joel and I one more time, gets into her crib and lays down on her monkey pillow. And the monkey side has to be showing. If it isn't, she makes us turn it over for her. Then we have to lay her pink blankie just so next to her face, and cover her up with her bug blanket and give her bottle to her. After that she asks for "my baby," which are her yellow Care Bear and her blue teddy bear. And no, it isn't over yet. Once she gets her babies, we have to turn on, not one, but two, musical thingies. They play Brahms' Lullaby and Jesus Wants Me For a Sunbeam. Together they sound like something Charles Ives might have written. Perhaps she'll really be into 20th Century music when she grows up and she and Joel can have long discussions about it. Finally, once the music is on, she waves at us and says "Bye bye," puts her bottle in her mouth and goes to sleep.
The best part about it, is that she loves to go to bed. You've never seen a baby so excited about bedtime. Maybe there really is something to all these special rituals and schedules and things.
I'll have to look into it more for myself and see if there is a ritual that will make me excited about cleaning my house.