Wednesday, April 30, 2014

My new Hummer

has made all the difference in the world around here! Gumpai and Gumbum bought us a quadruple Hummer stroller which has made daily outings a "reasonable" possibility. The persistent comments from spectators have given me endless annoyance and entertainment, and are becoming part of our every day "normal". The boys have been thrilled to have a designated seat on the bus, as hitch-hiking with perfect strangers was beginning to look like the more reliable form of transport whilst away from home. And Mommy? Well, sanity is now an attainable possibility for our out and about activities.

Remarks from the Peanut Gallery have been particularly outrageous (and appreciated) of late, so let me not further delay:

"Mommy, can I watch a movie?"
"Mommy, I'm really going to miss you."
"Madigan, why?"
"Because you're going on vacation. Daddy is coming home from work and Paugie, Daddy and I are going to help you pack your special things. Then, we're going to drive you to the airport and then Daddy will bring the boys home and turn on a movie." That should do it.

My dear friend, Shelly, was here for super nanny duties following Kelton's arrival and decided to include Madigan in her trip to Costco. As they stood in line, waiting for the cashier, Madigan observed two boys arguing with one another. "Boys, what are you doing?", he asked. When they continued bickering, he raised his voice and said sternly, "You need to stop. You need to be kind!" Every surrounding adult was charmed, to say the least.

After several outbursts one afternoon, I forbid the Tiger from pronouncing how cross he would be if things didn't take a turn to his satisfaction. Upon encountering the next roadblock to his agenda, he inadvertently announced, "I'm gonna be so cross... ing... the river." Clever boy.

As I reached down to pick up Kelton, Madigan rushed over, pushing my hands out of the way and said, "I've got this Mommy. He's my little brother, and I'm his biggest brother" True that - just please remember to support his head as you yank him into the air.

"Mommy, that's a joist." When I looked up to see what he could possibly be referring to, it was the beam running across the center of our house. How on earth? Did I double check the internet to confirm what a joist is? Affirmative.

As I prepared to open my computer, Madigan rushed over with his "toy" (pictured below) and benevolently stated: "Mommy, here, use my computer. You'll really love it. See, it has tabs which you can open." Tabs?  I can't decide if I'm more horrified that he knows about tabs, or that he knows about them from me.

The Hummer

Efficient trike riding.

Heart melter.

Part II.


Part II.


Part II.

Daddy and his wolf pack.

Part II. 
"Mommy, I've got this." 

1 comment:

Gwendolyn1946 said...

Oh mercy, I find myself reading slower and slower just because I don't want it to end. I think anyone would have to admit it is impossible to stand back in awed pity of you and your situation (4 little wolves to tend in your den) but rather find themselves nourishing a deep joy-filled amazement that the life you have chosen (and not)is truly exquisite because you make it that way. OH, how this GumBum loves those grandboys!!!