The tooth fairy is one strange fairy!!!

Lucas has finally lost one tooth and was sure excited that he was visited by the tooth fairy....and she left him $20 (daddy got a little out of hand). He had never thought about the tooth fairy before until the tooth wiggled out (I actually did the pulling..tugging... and yanking). He was super excited that somehow he can make some good money for all the teeth he was going to loose. "Mommy if everyone just pulled out their teeth the tooth fairy can help the poor people in the world. I bet there is a poor toothless homeless man that would have liked that idea". 

Then Lucas started thinking more (enter my lies.). He begins, "mommy I am beginning to think the tooth fairy is a little strange.  Why does she collect teeth?  I mean I am sure kids love getting the money but what does she do with all those teeth. Isn't it a little strange that her house is full of people's teeth.  Isn't that strange". Fear came over his eyes. 

I actually never really thought about that   As a child I was so happy that I was getting money for my teeth that what she did with them or why she wanted them never crossed my mind. Then when I found out who the tooth fairy really was I really didn't care. 

I had to come up with something. I couldn't let him know the thruth, I still wanted his innocence to remain intact. I still needed that same lie to work with the younger ones so I did what any mother would do.....I lied. I have become such an expert these days that I didn't have to think really hard. Before I knew it there it was coming out of my mouth. "She needs teeth to make fairy dust....how do you think fairy dust is done. Only a fairy can make teeth into magical fairy dust". Oh my. 

He bought it. He said with a smile and beaming twinkling eyes " that's why fairy dust is white. That makes sense mommy. I feel so much better. I was beginning to fear the tooth fairy thinking she was some kind of monsters in disguise wearing pretty clothes with wings". 

Phew!!!!  That bought me some time.

This kids makes my brain hurt. 😄

There he is.....!!!!!

Sometimes in the chaos of everyday life, with one kid fighting with another, dog chasing the cat, bird chirping loudly because someone forgot to cover her, parents calling because they haven't heard from you and wanted to know if you are still alive......you forget....you forget that the other adult in your house isn't a roommate that you are sharing bills or responsibility with...it is your husband, the guy you chose to marry and have the kids...the dog...the cat....the bird....it's the partner you chose to be with.  I know......that was ........a long long sentence. My fourth grade teacher Ms. Garrett would not have approved. 

Do you get me though?  That guy or partner or significant other that lives with you.....yeah him.....you actually dig him, at times like him and you love him ....really you do and actually at times forget he is there. 

My mornings are crazy during the week. I get up..work for an hour...then Milah usually wakes up after. I change her diaper, put on her fancy pink clothes and give her a bottle. Then I feed the cat and feed the dog. Usually by this time our Ginger has come back from her walk with daddy and is full of energy. I start breakfast. Boys wake up, (daddy is gone by this point) I make sure they get their morning chores done and dressed. Then it's breakfast while the kids are eating I rush to get dressed. Then I make lunches or pack the lunches in the book bags and put everything by the door. Breakfast is over, I brushed their teeth, comb their hair, pack the car, put ginger in her crate, say hello to the bird Pearl, change her food if it's needed, kiss Bashfull our cat goodbye, put the alarm on and I'm off. First stop is Lucas at the bus stop, then drive Milah to my parents, drop her off then it's off to Noah's school. After dropping Noah off, I drive back to my house and switch cars...I get in my work car and start my field work. At the end of the day, it happens all over again. I drive home, switch cars, drive to pick up Noah, then Milah and back at my house to get Lucas from the bus stop. And it doesn't end there......no sir.....the second phase of the day begins. 

Usually after Lucas gets off the bus, it's homework with both kids, then it's sports like swimming, soccer practice, piano lessons, religion classes or tae kwon doe. Happening on different days. Then I cook.....a home cook meal. Only Friday's do we do pizza night but every night I cook meals that include protein and veggies and good stuff for growing kids. Then it's bath time, book time and then bed for the kids. Then for me it's work again for about two hours every Monday thru Thursday. 

The whole time Fabio is there. Helping with homework, taking them a bath, reading to them, clearing the table, putting them to bed, yes he is there and we talk but it's all about the kids nothing about us. Usually by the time I finish work he is sleeping and the whole week is the same. We only get to catch up on the weekends. And thank God for texting, I talk to him more through texting these days. His mom told me the other day, "oh Fabio didn't tell you". Haven't spoken to him in three days I responded. She said you haven't seen him in three days she asked, I said "oh I have seen him, I just haven't spoken to him about anything but about the kids". We are two ships passing through the night. 

We laugh that we have no time for each other and through the week we do text each other " I love you, miss you,...along with take out the garbage, don't forget sports night is Friday oh and we need milk. 

One day we will have all the time in the world when our kids leave our nest until then we have to keep going and never forget how we got here. It's just like that saying 

"It all began when two people fell in love". 

"I promise I will not poop in the playground anymore".

"I promise I will not poop in the playground anymore"....yep....that's what our four year old son Noah says to Fabio and I every morning during breakfast when we are advising him and his brother about how to behave at school. For Lucas is "focus and listen". For Noah it was that too until the Poop Incident. Last week I happily went to pick up my sweet boy from school. I waited anxiously outside his door, couldn't wait to see him run straight into my arms. Even though he is my crazy maniac....that's exhausts me....and hurts my ears from his loud singing and his loud imitations of bombs going off and transformers killing decepticons (or something like that)...during the day away from him......I miss him. Noah is in Pre-k at the same school and with the same teacher that his brother Lucas had. So I know this teacher quite a long time. She's tough but good. 

Other parents start arriving, some excited, some wishing they had one more hour.  The door opens and out start coming out the kids. His teacher catches my eyes and start smiling from ear to ear "oh Mrs. Barone I have a new one for you...you are not going to believe this". She takes me to the side before noah comes out and proceeded to tell me that all the kids had gone to the school playground that day. When suddenly some kids came running to her and started screaming "Noah pooped....Noah popped...!!!!"  Just so you know Noah is potty trained, has been since he was 2 1/2. I was mortified. She continued with the story. She said she went and found Noah near the scene of the crime and he confirmed that yes he had indeed pooped in the back of the playground (at least he was honest). He said not to worry he had covered it up with leaves. He had done such a good job that even his teacher and the custodian could not find it. 

I could not believe it. I was mortified that my little boy had pulled his pants down, squatted and mooned everyone driving on that road. It's a busy road too. My sons rear end had been plastered all over kings park road. 

I waited to talk to him over dinner that way Fabio could be there. His explanation was that he was having too much fun and he saw his friend peeing in the back of the playground. Noah said he needed to poop and didn't want to miss the fun so he thought he would do it like our dog Ginger does pooping in the grass. 

At dinner my husband and I wanted to scold him but the fact that he wAs honest made us proud. Lucas heard what happened and laughed and said "that's what he does in the back yard, he pees out there because he doesn't want to come in and miss all the fun". Oh great now our yard is filled with Noah and gingers pee all over. 

So every morning we remind Lucas "focus and listen" and before we get to Noah he says "and I promise not to poop in the playground" 

Oh boy...wonder what Kindergarten holds for us.