Posts in January 2014

Conversations with Wes: Lawn Mower

As I picked up Wes from school today, he started the following conversation as I was buckling him into his carseat. I really couldn’t keep up with his thoughts. He talked ALL THE WAY HOME. Twenty minutes. I still don’t understand what prompted it. Or what the heck he kept labeling lawn mowers as we drove by multiple houses.

Wes: (getting into car) Where’s the lawn mower, Mama?
Me: What?
W: Where’s the lawn mower go? I see lawn mower!
M: Wesley, I don’t think lawn mowers are out this time of year. See all the snow still on the ground? People don’t need to mow grass right now.
W: (pointing out the window as we’re driving) I see SNOW! There it is! There’s lawn mowers!
M: I don’t see a lawn mower. Where?
W: I see it! I see it! See it, Mama?
M: Where, buddy?
W: Oh. Okay, Mama. I try it.
M: Try what, sweetie? I don’t understand.
W: Mama, lawn mower? Where’s the lawn mower go?
M: Maybe the garage? I really don’t know.
W: Oh. (Pause.) I don’t like lawn mower.
M: You don’t?
W: I don’t like it. I see lawn mower! (points out window at no particular thing) There it is!
M: Wes, hey. Can you show me? I don’t see what you’re talking about.
W: I see lawn mower! Where’s the lawn mower go?
M: (Trying to figure this out.) Did you play with a lawn mower at school today?
W: Oh. Nooooo. Where’s lawn mower go?
M: Are you just being silly? Because I really don’t understand what you’re asking. Are you talking about your little blue lawn mower that blows bubbles?
W: Blue lawn mower! Red!
M: It’s in the garage at home, honey.
W: Oh. Okay, Mama. I try it. You try it, Mama?
M: Sure.
W: Blue lawn mower! Where’s the lawn mower?
M: (Defeated.) I guess you’ll have to ask Daddy at home.

What a weird kid. I love him to death.

Posted: January 14th, 2014
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Dirty Boy Smell

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Snuggling with a not-so-happy Jake

One of my favorite new scents is the sweet, sticky smell of sweat and dried slobbery boy-just-woken-up. It’s a horrendously pleasant scent that I have come to associate with a whole new dimension of love.

As the new year begins, I’ve been able to inhale that scent many times. The last few weeks have been wonderful – staying home, lounging, snuggling – but these habits in between Christmases and traveling have made Wesley’s sleep patterns completely off-kilter. During these two weeks, some days he’ll nap 3 hours and be super cuddly the rest of the day. Inhale scent. Other days, he’ll fuss and scream and/or talk to himself for an hour in bed. Team no nap! 

This week, in particular, he’s had lots of trouble going to bed at night. Typically he’s exhausted after a full day of school, and he usually is ready for bed shortly after dinner and watching “Brian.” That’s Brian Williams. He loves that guy. And has been very disappointed that he is on vacation over the holidays. “Where’s Brian?!” Anyway. It’s been a week of restlessness and stalling and crying from the bedroom. He actually STAYED UP for New Year’s, which is crazy, and was up nearly that long last night until he finally fell asleep with me in our bed, post-Benadryl.

But, “since we’ve no place to go” (it’s snowing today), I really don’t mind that he’s wanting/needing extra attention so much. Oh, I know next week is going to be rough as we adjust back to normal routine, but I’ve enjoyed spending precious moments rocking and holding my little boy. He is too long for my lap, so we have to get creative these days. My favorite is squeezing in his little crib-sized toddler bed and whispering secrets to each other. Sometimes we recite whole verses of Jingle Bells in a hushed voice. I breathe in the scent of tired kid and it relaxes me enough to dose off right alongside that boy.

It’s been a great winter break. If nothing else, it’s shown me my New Year Resolution. I’m going to be an attentive mom for my son. I will listen and be available. Not that he will be spoiled, but he will know that he can confide in his parents as he continues to grow. It does me well, too. He helps me keep my head on straight. That pleasant dirty scent may not always appeal to me – especially once hormones change! – but right now, it’s delightful.

Posted: January 2nd, 2014
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