(Yes, it’s great up here, but here’s to “keeping it real”)
1) A four-year-old looks way skinnier after two days of throwing up.
2) When you’re staying at a house full of a bunch of kids, things like stomach bugs get passed around pretty quickly.
3) You can make your jaw feel really weird for days if you slap it on the water when falling from a great ski at 35 miles per hour. That same fall can knock your breath out pretty darn bad….and pull off your swim suit.
4) Kids cry for a LONG time when they get stung by a bee…especially when they’re over tired.
5) You don’t get a whole heck of a lot of sleep when you sleep with four of your kids in the same room.
6) Three of those four kids I’ve been sleeping with talk in their sleep…a lot.
7) Grace likes to sleep with her feet on her pillow…which translates to being on my face if she’s sleeping with me. Literally.
8) A baby can get pretty attached to you when she’s staying somewhere with a bunch of people she hasn’t seen for a while.
9) This makes for a really achy back when you have to carry around your clingy 35 pound baby all the time. It also makes for LOT of tantrums when you try to put her down…even for long enough to go to the bathroom.
10) Living with anywhere from 12 to 21 kids in a house (we’ve had visits from various friends with all their kids) can make for a disaster in five minutes pat. And it’s tough to have anyone take the blame for things like drawing on furniture or spilling a big cup of milk all over the place.
11) You appreciate and miss your husband more than ever when you haven’t seen him for two weeks.
12) Lucy is feisty.
13) Lucy is strong-willed.
14) Lucy is spoiled as can be.
15) Lucy’s giving me a run for my money.
16) Lucy’s learned a new word…it’s “no”…and she says it really mean.
17) Lucy’s started pinching me…hard…when she doesn’t get what she wants.
18) Do I need to mention that Lucy’s killing me right now?
Yep, there are some pretty crazy things going on amidst the great stuff of being here. The best news is that I still haven’t broken out with my annual humongous cold sore I usually get here.
I better go knock on wood.