Sometimes I crave more adult conversation. Sometimes I just sit back and listen and laugh at the people I AM with..my kids.
Tonight's dinner menu was grilled cheese and juice out of plastic cups. Very upscale kid's cuisine.
I found myself chuckling at much of the conversation tonight:
A little preface to Elly's comments - My parents travel a lot now that Mum is retired so the kids don't see them much anymore. A little while ago Elly was drawing a picture. The babysitter asked if she could have one. Elly replied, "Yes, but not dis one. Dis one is Gwammie an Papa an I need it cuz I'm fogetting what dey look like." Of course, I called my mother right away to share Elly's nice burn :)
Anyway, tonight I told her that Grammie was going to come to her Christmas concert tomorrow:
"Yay!!!.........wait, awe you jes twicking me??"
Charlie's comment that made me smile was after I told her I could not buy her something because I didn't have enough money. Here was her solution:
"Ask Dad for more. It's easy, Mom. Just use a compliment sandwich. Like this: Do you want a foot rub? Ineedmoremoney. You sure are a hard worker!"
At one point a fight broke out between the sisters. Max:
"Ladies! Ladies! Laaaaadies!! Come on, now! No cat fights at the table!"
After everyone had left the table, Quinn (2 yrs) remained. She was anxious to leave and get back to playing with the kids so she slipped a piece of grilled cheese down her shirt thinking I wouldn't notice and turned to me with big baby blue eyes and said, "I done, Mama, I done." She then slid off her chair and backed slowly away from the table maintaining eye contact with me the whole time.
I'm finding that with the house mostly put back together after our months long renovation disaster, it and everyone in it is much more peaceful. Finally. Phew.