A conversation yesterday, in the car on our way home from the library:
Luke: "Mommy! Ask me a question!"
Me: "Ummmm...what's the meaning of life?"
Luke: "Hold hands, Mommy. You've got to hold hands."
Working crazy-hard today...I usually monitor what the kids are doing when they're supposed to be napping but not, but today left them to their own devices.
Until the sounds coming from their room were too weird to ignore.
After which, I went in and found...baby lotion, all over the kids, floor, beds, bathroom, everything.
I couldn't even be mad at them because otherwise I would have cried. I just put them in the shower and told them to stay there until I cleaned up. They had a great time in the shower (something pretty novel for them). I needed a break from work anyway.
The lotion is no longer accessible.
In the 40s this morning, so probably our last early-morning bagel-filled pajama hike for a while. ('Til spring?) Both kids are pros at peeing in the woods, though. :)
Last Thursday after dinner, with Daddy away at school and trying to do something special for the kids who miss their Daddy when he's not here, the kids and I cuddled in our bed and watched "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" which I remember from my childhood.
Our bedtime routine lately (the past month or two) is "song and scratchies," which is for each kid one song of their choosing and either a back scratch or tummy rub. Since watching Charlie Brown, each night when I ask what song they would like they say, "Great Pumpkin!" and I la-la-la the intro tune (as seen above). Tonight, Luke danced (e.g., spun around in circles) next to me while I sang to Zo and scratched her back, and then Zo danced while I did "song and scratchies" for Luke.
Love how these little routines develop. Miss them when they inevitably morph into something new.
Me to the kids (as they are running around the living room, tackling each other, shrieking with laughter): "What are you guys doing?"
Sis: "Luke and I are playing 'Best Friends Forever'!"