Victory Moment

The counselor that we took Adisu to suggested that we make a victory log, noting "wins" over challenging situations or other positive advances in Adisu, our relationship with him and parenting him.
Well I usually mentally make a note of things and sometimes mention it to someone, but this one it significant enough that it needs a huge shout out.
This morning while we were going on our walk Adisu, completely spontaneously said, "Mommy, sometimes I love you."
He has N.E.V.E.R. said that before (unbidden, unprompted).
(He's still trying to figure out when one uses "always", "sometimes", "never" etc. so I'm not sure what he really intended by the 'sometimes' but who cares? Even if he really did mean 'sometimes' that is a huge step for him.)

Denver ho!

There is an adoption conference happening this weekend in Denver. I'm going and my children, who I love dearly, are not. Dr. Daddy is going to be "Dr. Daddy" and "Mr. Mom" for a few days while I go to the conference and then enjoy a little R&R with some college roommates. I haven't been away from Eirena since December 2008, and that was only for 2 days. I have never been away (overnight) from Adisu or Eskil. What will I do with myself?! TTFN

chocolate

Someone knows EXACTLY what she is talking about!

Mommy Pile-Up

You want Mommy to kiss your what better?

Go back a few posts with me to the story of Eirena and the fire ants. Remember, the horrible nasty things that leave little dots of infection where they inflict pain on you? Right.

So a while ago Eirena thought it would be a good idea to lie down on our walkway. (This was before Dr. Daddy went to war on the fire ants.) So there were ants on the walkway and Eirena wasn't wearing a diaper, just underwear and shorts. While I was trying to convince her that it was not a good idea to lie on the walkway, she discovered why. Yes, she had ants in her pants and they bit her. So after getting all the ants off of her and claming her down, I took her inside to make sure they really were all gone.

Eirena proceeded to have me kiss all her ouches better, her knees that really was a minor scratch until she kept picking the scab, old ant bites, etc. And then she said "mommy kiss bum better". (Now while the image of this might have been amusing, I must explain that in her mind your bum is the whole area front and back, of where your underwear goes, if you know what I mean.) She didn't actually get ant bites on her bum. She got them in the front. And I'm sorry, I'll kiss her dirty little toes better, but I will not be kissing that bum better. Ah the days when the young are still innocent!

On a completely different topic, has anyone ever set off the smoke detector while taking a shower?