Happy day

Saturday was a good day. Ya know, one of those days when you finally get the kids in bed and you think, "I was a good mom today!" Occasionally I have one of those days squeezed somewhere between the "messy house, cereal for dinner, no time for reading books, boys still in pajamas, stinky from not showering, guilty mom" kind of days. So I thought I should definitely brag... oops I mean blog about it. While Chris took Caden to his guitar lesson (which I was able to barter music lessons for hair services-score one point for me!) I put Hudson in the baby-backpack carrier and did dishes (by hand) and cleaned the house. Meanwhile, Boston painted with watercolors at the table with plastic to keep it mess free (and he didn't even paint himself...for the first half hour). I played a cleaning music mix to help me work-Big thanks to Katie-I loved the mix! Then, when Chris got home, he offered to cook lunch. I never turn this offer down because it's usually pretty predictable. I know we will have either quesadillas, grilled cheese and ABC soup, or scrambled eggs with toast, or pancakes if he's really feeling crazy. Scrambled eggs and toast it was. But, as I started eating my eggs, they just didn't taste right. Not wanting to risk him never offering to cook again, I didn't complain. I thought, maybe I am just getting a cold and my tastebuds are all messed up. But halfway through the meal, Chris said,"So, can you taste my secret ingredient?" Caden blurts out, "Egg Nog!" Hmmm. Note to self: Monitor Chris when he cooks. Yeah, not so tasty. But I ate them anyway. Then we got all bundled up to take the boys sledding. Caden absolutely loved it! Boston, not so much. OK, he hated it. Chris took him down once and he cried. And cried. And then ate snow. And then cried some more because "he couldn't walk." That's his new thing. He gets all helpless on us when things aren't going his way. So I carried him to the van where Hudson was sleeping all cozy. And I liked it too, because by this point, the eggnog eggs were causing some stomach cramps. The sun was going down and most everyone had packed up their sleds and gone home. But not Caden and Chris. Not till the sun was completely gone. Because that's the beauty of having kids. You can sled for hours and noone thinks your crazy. Then we came home to a big pot of warm homemade vegitable soup. And it was GOOD! I mean "Shut my mouth, that sho is some good soup" good. Then we went to a Christmas party, so I dressed up. No, it wasn't a dressy one, but I was going out that's reason enough to dress up. The boys were on their best behavior. I'm not sure how I lucked out with that one. Then we went to target. OK that part sucked-it was a madhouse-so just forget that part of my day and I will too. Finally we went home and, inspired by Katie, I created a cleaning mix of my own so I can have another day like today. I liked it. I love my boys. I love being "mom" and "beautiful"(that's how Chris addresses me even on stinky, no shower days). It reminds me of a song "with all that I've done wrong I must have done something right to deserve their love everymorning and butterfly kisses at night" Now I'm just getting cheesy so it's time for bed. Night Night

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