Call Me Sweetheart

It's 9:10 p.m. and BOTH kids have been in bed since 8:30.  Given the opportunity my children would never go to bed, it's a waste of time in their lives.

Take Sab for instance.  Rarely sleeps past 6:30 a.m. this includes periods of sickness too.  Went t:o school, came home around 3:30, swam from 4 to 6, ate dinner, played football on the grass with the "big boys", did homework, the day goes on . . . Curt has duty tonight otherwise I would have added golfed 3 to 6 holes with his dad.  How can he not fall into bed?  Just writing this now, I want to lie down!

Mia is a little more laid back but her day is just as full.  Today we did the Richmond Children's Museum.  Curt's golf cart battery and I had a small accident so I had to drive to Richmond for a repair.  This story will not make the blog.

The museum turned out really well for Mia.  She was fascinated.  I do not think she is pondering the DNA of the white cow and the red female cow at this moment but she had a good time.  And in her small squeaky voice she thanked me a million times.  An employee of the museum stopped to talk to Mia while we sat in front of the turtle cage (asking the turtle if it was hungry), she happened to call Mia sweetheart.  Mia, who talks to herself ALL the time has been calling herself sweetheart.  If I tease her about it, she says stop it Mom.  Curt and I just had a conversation about how nice it will be when we can go to dinner and not entertain the kids or worry about them exploding or imploding or rushing and having heartburn as a result.  But, I will be devastated to see Mia pass this age.  She is so curious and will randomly kiss my leg or my hand for no reason.  Her teen years  . . .  ugh.  So just remind me of this post!  I will be half senile after seeing Sab through his teen years.  Can you imagine?

1 comment:

  1. Hi Dawn! Always great to hear how you and Curt and kiddos are all doing! You always make me smile!!

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