I never thought I'd laugh about this

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The other day, Katie (5)  stumbled across a book I'd used to prepare Mary Beth to be at Karoline's birth. Katie  got quite an eyeful.

Katie: I am never having babies. That is totally gross how they come out!

Me: But Katie, you want to have ten kids, how's that going to work if you don't want to have babies?

Katie: I don't know, but I'll figure out another way. I'm not having babies that way.

and then a long pause

Katie: You know, if I were a baby I would refuse to come out like that. I'd put my foot down and make them figure out another way.

Katie was a footling breech born by urgent c-section to avoid cord prolapse. She literally put her foot down and made us figure out a different way.

So, how did that work for you, Katie?

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I think I need to read this post more carefully.

Gracie came running upstairs to get Mary Beth. Mary Beth ran downstairs with Gracie and then came up to get Paddy. Hmmm...mom's suspicious.
Downstairs, we find Katie under the kitchen table with egg yolk all over her bottom.

She wanted to hatch the egg and have a chicken. So, she sat on it.

Of course.

Little Big Man

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March_2008_026Nicholas played his first travel soccer game at 8:00 this morning. It was 35 degrees outside. He's playing on Stephen's team, which is technically two years older than his age group. He begged to do this and he mostly holds his own. But he's still such a little guy. Actually, he's a huge guy, as big as the average nine -year-old and much bigger than Michael was at ten. Nevertheless, he's my baby boy. At halftime, they were up 3-2. Nicky played goalkeeper the second half. They lost 8-4. That's six goals scored on my baby, ladies. I wanted to cry. But I didn't.

Nick got in the car after the game and I tried as hard as I could to channel a good soccer mom--any good soccer mom.

Me: I'm so proud of you, Nick.
Nicky(raising his eyebrows): Why?
Me: Because you didn't cry out there. It was hard and you got discouraged but you didn't cry.
Nicky: Well, tears did get in my eyes, but I didn't let them out.
Me: That's because you're a big man. I think if I'd been in that goal, I would have cried. But you didn't because you are a great, big, brave man.
Nicky: Mom, you might think I'm a big man, but really, in that goal, I was a little boy. It was a huge goal.

It was.

Huge.