So, I hate to admit it, but it's true: I'm having a hard time getting to everything. School has been great (James is the KING of support), but I recognize that I'm not getting to the blog as much as I should. Kids, be patient, I'm setting an example (I hope its the one that I'm intending). But as busy as school has been, for the most part, we haven't felt too many stresses, in fact it's been fun.
I love playing with the big boys (so to speak) at school, but the kids have been so funny lately. MJ is no longer a baby. The baby phase is gone. She is fiery. She's full of all sorts of opinions and ideas which include manipulation galore (if you say its time for bed, she immediately sits quietly in your lap and cuddles with you).
I'm becoming a sucker. The other night James was sending the boys to bed and I let them have dessert in the kitchen, James said "Boys, is mom and sucker?" And Finn replied: "YES!" Seamus replied: "If sucker means wonderful and fabulous mommy?" Seriously. I am a sucker.
MJ left the dinner table tonight as I was cleaning up, and I panicked when I saw she wasn't at her chair anymore. I found her typing away, just as she's seen me for weeks, happy and proud as could be... but just as I'm reveling in her brilliance, she took off her diaper and put it on her head...God gives me these lessons all the time - don't get to smart, honey, you don't really know what your doing...
