Matt's stomach was really not agreeing with him this morning, but he didn't want to make me brave Sacrament meeting alone with the boys, so he came for the first hour. The primary did a very cute musical number and it was sooo cute to see Dean's head poking over the rail in the front of the chapel. Boy is he still a little guy compared to the older kids! He didn't sing all the words, but I could tell he tried on the parts he kind of knew. I had a huge smile on my face nonetheless.
When the boys and I went to our classes, Matt went home until church was over so he could be close to a personal restroom. After I got home and put Walter in bed I thought, "wow. Did I actually leave their room this clean?" And then I walked into the living room and thought, "I DEFINITELY didn't leave this room this clean." And then I walked into the kitchen and it was all picked up, the dishwasher was running, and it looked great. That was a great surprise. An added bonus? Matt used our horrible beyond horrible vacuum and said, "that thing is horrible! We need a new vacuum." I said that the first week we got it, but he was like, "meh. can't be that bad.". (It's a cheap Bissel bagless. THE WORST vacuum I've ever used.) We may be in the market for a dyson soon...
And then what did I do? I took a nap. Ah bliss. It's been ages since I took a nap on Sunday. While I was asleep, Matt made dinner (posole) and Dean made me a card and played on the computer.
We had a good FHE and got to talk to Matt's parents on skype. After that we played outside for a little bit even though it was time to get ready for bed. The redo was waaaaaaaay better than the original!
Despite all the frustrating moments and times I want to rip my hair out,
I love being a mom.
I love watching my boys watch their daddy so they know what to expect and how to act "when they grow up like a man."
I get to make cool things like this cardboard rocket ship and explore the moon (ie. the sandbox and playset)
I get to camp inside when the weather is bad (and outside when the weather is good).
And I get to see some of the best bedhead and smiles after good naps.
I get to be the subject of some pictures that turn out ok...and some that don't.
I get to help my kids make messy memories...
...as well as good clean (and sweet) memories.
I get to try out cool things like homemade fizzy sidewalk paint.
And collect cool custom made pieces of ABC art.
And I get to hear my kids sing and learn new songs like this latest from Walter (and Dean at the end), "Come on over baby"
Come on over baby from Celia Brasfield on Vimeo.
yes. I love being a mom.