I was on a retreat this entire weekend and I came back to my handsome husband and three lovely, loud children.
These are some highlights for the last two hours:
Vincent decided it would be good idea to walk Nicholas. I thought they were playing ‘dog’ but found out that that wasn’t the case.
Vincent tied a beaded necklace around Nicholas’ neck and decided to take him for a walk around the house. When we told Vincent that this wasn’t a good idea because Nicholas could choke and die, Joe suggested that he place the leash around Nicholas’s stomach.
So we assumed Nicholas was a dog, but that was wrong. Then Nicholas, Vincent and Emily changed the game and Nicholas became a cat and then Emily corrected us again and changed Nicholas into a cow.
Later, Vincent, Nicholas and I, all played lightsabers. It was awesome to get my head chopped off and then get a light saber right to the face. My glasses fell off and I think I have a giant black guy. Cool.
Then at bedtime, we were reading the kids books and Nicholas leans on me. If you read my blog, you know that I have been trying to lose weight. So it didn’t help when Nicholas laid on my lap and turns to me with a smile and says ‘you are like a giant, warm marshmallow.’ First, we all know that I’m a little bit fluffy but does he really need to tell me that I’m a giant marshmallow?
Meanwhile, I am in my pajamas and my giant boob is resting on the poor kid’s forehead. My boobs are already low to the ground and man, when he fell under my boob, i thought we lost him. Luckily, I picked his head up so he could breathe and live a long life.
Until next time,
Your big, warm marshmallow with a black eye.