I don’t know about you guys, but mommyhood seems at times to be nothing but a string For-the-love-of-god moments. Mean-Mommy moments. Too much yelling. Too many “Not today, honey”s. Consequently, whenever I stumble upon a “Wow, I totally just rocked that!” moment, I feel like someone has given me the moon to keep in my pocket. (Or my very own Starbucks.)
Guess who got a little sliver of the moon last night? Me, me, me!
It was our typical crazy Wednesday night – the ominous weekday night when bathnight coincides with trash night. Yeah, it doesn’t sound that ominous, but I bet every single one of you moms know EXACTLY what I’m talking about. Fix a sit-down dinner, cajole your sweet little things to eat the sit down dinner, draw the bath, corral screaming, running naked kidlets into the bath, argue over who has to wash their hair first, over who has to get out first, over why they DO have to dry their hair when it’s 30 degrees outside, help them call their dad to say goodnight, gather a household’s worth of trash and recycling, and dump it on the curb.
I was so ready to get the girls into bed so I could have a minute to myself. I helped them get all pajamafied and Bee picked out her books. Usually I ask Gracie to wait in the living room while I settle Bee down. I don’t have a hard and fast rule about reading bedtime books separately, but bedtime is the only time I can have one-on-one time with my youngest baby, and I think that’s important. But last night, Gracie tip-toed in during the first of two stories and clambered into Bee’s bed with us.
Bee sleeps in a teeny tiny toddler bed. It’s a squeeze for the two of us to lie down. When Gracie wedged herself in? Oy what a tangle of girls we were! But Gracie snuggled up to Bee like Bee was her own little teddy bear, and Bee would every now and then kiss the top of Gracie’s head. It was the happiest, coziest, laughingest time!
When we got to the end of Bee’s animal book, after Bee had correctly identified almost every baby animal I pointed out the snail and she declared it a chicken nugget. We all LOST it, we exploded with laughter, and my heart spilled over right then and there. I’m so glad I broke my rules and we all got to enjoy our moment. How could anyone not need a moment like that?
Thank you, God, for the little things that squish up close to your heart; may you all be surprised by one today! Happy Love Thursday, everyone!
Tags: children, Love Thursday, reading
February 5, 2009 at 8:15 am |
LOVE IT!!!! It seems moms don’t get enough of those times, but like you I cherish everyone I get. And, I will never look at chicken nuggets the same way again.
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February 5, 2009 at 9:23 am |
Well, they *are* tastier than snails! (Especially the McNugget variety.)
February 5, 2009 at 9:50 am |
I love the snail part. So round and so tasty.
February 5, 2009 at 3:53 pm |
Wonderful story! Happy Love Thursday!
February 5, 2009 at 7:47 pm |
Thanks for sharing this! I’m sitting here, nodding my head in agreement.
Yes, sometimes it is good to break your own rules – such a sweet moment.
Happy Love Thursday!
February 5, 2009 at 9:27 pm |
ewwwwwww i had a chicken nugget today!!!! good thing i didnt have time to read this, this morning!!! but it IS really cute. its nice that it was something gracie could find silly too
February 5, 2009 at 10:22 pm |
What a perfect moment! We are SO on the same page regarding the craziness of bedtimes and the daily grind! Thank you for sharing, and reminding me to treasure those little, lovely moments.
Happy Love Thursday! <3
December 23, 2009 at 7:06 am |
[...] I had to explain to my youngest child the difference between snails and chicken nuggets. [...]
June 29, 2011 at 7:12 pm |
[...] She decided to show off her sense of humor by dubbing all animals “chicken nuggets.” [...]