whirlwind

It's taken me three days to get around to my second post. I've been recovering from Tuesday since, well, Tuesday. That morning we took Eli to the doctor. It's not always my first choice to take siblings to the doctor, but since we had other errands to run, I thought I'd muster the gumption and do it. Eli was unassuming, not knowing that his appointment involved needles. Jackson and Mia were excited to be along for the ride and especially excited that their time at the doctor would NOT involve needles. Anyway, the trip went fine until Eli got his shots, at which point he and his empathetic sister both bawled. Jackson declared it the BADDEST DAY EVER and huffed that the nurse could do such a thing to his brother. Lollipops at the checkout desk....happy again...on to Target. The trip to Target would be a quick one- all we had to do was exchange a couple pairs of shorts for Eli. As I looked over the shorts selection, Jackson and Mia busied themselves looking at the racks and racks of stuff and aggravating each other. With great urgency Mia suddenly declared that her poo-poo was "about to come out right now". So I recalled quickly where the bathrooms are in Target and we made a mad dash for the potty. She has a knack- as I'm sure many kids do- of waiting until we're at the farthest point from the restroom to announce her need to go. So we made it and in we went, but our usual handicap stall was occupied. Jax and Mia dropped their drawers and went to separate stalls. As I stood outside Jackson's door, Mia yelled "HEY MOM!! Come look at my poo-poo! It's all different colors because of all the different colored foods I've been eating!" The lady at the sink chuckled, I wiped her, we washed our hands and made a fast exit.

mouthful of sweet

Just 68 more days until Mia's 5th birthday. 97 days until Jackson turns 5. And I'm coming around to thinking that maybe the two of them really are funny. I mean I've always thought they are, but I just thought I was biased; people tell me they are, Em tells me they are- even that people ask if she has any new Mia and Jackson stories. So I thought I'd quit writing all the funny things said and done in my little notebook, and put them somewhere other people can laugh along with us. Today it's nothing really funny, just sweet. Tiny, but- in my book- worth remembering. Today is Uncle Aaron's birthday, so we called to sing to him. First we got his voicemail, so Jackson and Mia serenaded him with great gusto, signing off with "I love you! Happy Birthday!!" As soon as we hung up, Eli (who we usually call Giddy) came running over to say he wanted to sing to Uncle Aaron. And so we called back and left birthday greeting voicemail #2. It was precious, and Eli's doting big brother looked on with delight as the tiny one sang "Happy Buhday to A-wunnnnnn...." We hung up the phone, and Jax, curled up like a little monkey in my lap, looked up at me and with a mouth full of sweet said "Eli sure do has a little voice....(pause)...a sweet little voice." Honestly I can't believe he'll be 5 in September. I thought surely I would've eaten him up by now.