Luke has been growing very well and getting stronger daily. He can now crawl on all 4’s. He used to army crawl on his elbows and he can now put his weight on his arms and crawl on his hands. When motivated he can crawl pretty fast! Luke is able to pull up to a standing position all by himself…he’s even taking assisted steps. Before I know it, my little man will be walking!
His new piece of motivation is Matt’s XBOX! It has a power button that turns green and beeps when pressed. Green is obviously Luke’s favorite color and beeping his favorite sound because he cannot keep his hands off it. Mary used to press it all the time so if I was in the other room and heard the beep I’d call out to Mary to stop. Well a while back I called her name upon hearing the beep and within seconds she was by MY side but I could still hear the beeping. I walk in to the living room to find Luke repeatedly pressing the button with a big smile on his face!
I wanted to walk up and say, “Good job buddy for crawling and kneeling to reach daddy’s toy!” I love seeing his improvements even if his motivation is something he shouldn’t be playing with. I had to tell him, “No sir, we don’t play with daddy’s toys.” I redirected him and he quickly crawled right back to the XBOX to play with the button. I couldn’t help but smile. I wonder if this is a sign of his possible future gaming days…only time will tell!
I first thought that when I started staying home I would have some free time. When I was working it just seemed so chaotic that I just knew when I became a stay-at-home mom I’d have more time to prepare dinner, clean the house, have some quiet time, etc. I have no idea where I got this unrealistic image but I have quickly learned it’s not the case. I am going to try to update this blog at least once a week so I have decided I’m going to MAKE time for it because trying to find time in my day is not working.
Anyways, last week I had, what I consider, my first public embarrassing mommy moment. Our AC went out and the temperature in our house was slowly climbing. Once it got to 80 I decided I had to get the kiddos out of the house and into a cooler place.
I decided to take them to the library to play with the puzzles and look at some books. They did SO great while we were there playing…until it came time to leave. Mary did not want to go! So I said we could check out some books to bring home. She was so cute picking out her books (we’ve been learning about sea creatures for the past couple of weeks so she was so excited to find a book on starfish!) I am holding Luke on my hip who is being so content and peaceful. Mary is carrying her books up the the check-out desk. I was feeling so proud of how well she was behaving. After she put her books on the desk and I was searching for my library card, everything dramatically changed! She gives me this very mischievous smile and then bolts down the aisle. Trying to keep my composure, I calmly start walking after her. Her momentum and speed keeps building and she begins laughing and giggling as this is quickly turning into a game of cat and mouse.
I was trying to firmly yet calmly call out to her but my voice was swallowed by her laughter. Students are in there with their tutors, other parents are with their children. I had no idea how to catch my fast and feisty little red head especially while holding Luke. So I did the only think I could think of…RUN after her! If I could just be quicker than she was, but she became a mastermind at maneuvering herself in and out of bookshelves. I could only tell where she was by her laugh. Poor Luke is hanging on for dear life as I am running up and down the aisles.
This was NOT working, so I stop and wait for her to emerge from behind the book shelves. She begins looking for me and I could hear her just around the corner. I stepped out just a tad too soon and she was barely out of reach…there she goes again running and laughing down the aisles. I felt as though everyone else in the library was thinking, “this woman really needs to learn to control her kids!”
Then finally a librarian AKA angel, caught her for me. With a FIRM grip of her hand, she apologized, we picked up our books and headed to the car. Mary had a blast, poor Luke was bounced so much from my running I bet he was ready for some quiet time and I was exhausted and embarrassed. After loading the kids in the car I just took some deep breaths and gave myself a little pep talk. I’m sure it won’t be the last time a situation like this arises. I was frazzled for awhile afterwards but now just smile at the whole debacle! Oh the experiences having children brings to my life!
After Mary’s bath tonight, she led me into Luke’s room, pointed, and said, “guitar”, indicating that she would like me to play. I picked up my guitar and began to sing my rockabilly medley of “Ladybug Picnic” from Sesame Street and the A-B-C song.
Mary interrupted me and pointed to the mandolin in the closet, again repeating “guitar”. I gave her the mandolin and she walked into the den and began to strum and sing the ABCs.