"But it's not raining!"

Callen did something really funny yesterday but I didn’t think to post until I was talking to my friend Tracey yesterday.  (Hi Tracey!!!)  She and I were at Target last night and I walked in thinking I just needed one thing but I walked out with a new toilet seat and about 12 other things.  I really did need the toilet seat.  Anyway, some funny things happened with Jack yesterday afternoon, but they were a little gross, so I didn’t want to get into all the details in my blog.  I’ll just stick to the facts on my Jack story.  Jack had a check-up yesterday because he has been a little backed up lately, if you know what I mean.  He needed another “cleansing” so I gave him everything his pediatrician told me to and, well, it worked.  He spent an hour yesterday on the toilet playing his DS.  When my husband got home, Jack was in the bathroom (with the door open) and I was making dinner.  The house was filled with the smell of chicken and…long story short, my husband quickly put the whole house fan on and I was off the hook as far as having to help Jack with his “issue”.  Welcome home husband!!!

Okay, so back to Callen.  He and I were at Jack’s school waiting for him to get out of class.  We were playing paper, rock, scissors (Callen is always rock) when a women walked by not far from us.  She had an umbrella open to shade her from the sun.  Callen got up with tremendous purpose, ran over to her, and began repeating over and over “it’s not raining! But it’s not raining”.  He had his arms out in the “but why?” position but she ignored him and kept walking.  He looked defeated and came back over to me with a confused look on his face.  Despite my explanation, clearly in his mind, umbrellas are only for when it’s raining.  Period.   I’ve gotten this same reaction from him when I used our dog brush to get dog hair off our carpeted stairs.  “That’s Davey’s brush!  Not the stairs’!”

These are some of the simple things that have happened with Callen and Jack and I know it happens with every parent, every day.  I’ll never miss changing diapers, getting puked on, changing soaked bed sheets, or the thousands of hours I spent with them all hours of the night when they were babies and would not sleep.  Someday soon they will stop saying and doing these funny things and I will truly miss this time…even with all the not-so-fun stuff that comes along with it.

Last note:  my wonderful and handsome husband had to get up for work just before 4am this morning.  He set up the coffee maker for me so I would only have to push one button and coffee would be on.  I texted him to thank him this morning and told him he was “the awesomest” (a Jack word).  He wrote back: “you’re fairly swell yourself”.   There are a million reasons I love my husband but his smartass sense of humor is near the top of the list.