Hey! You! Go here! I have my own domain now! I MIGHT even start posting again!
Not that I wish ill towards the previous owner of www.chichimama.com, as her maternity clothes were tres cute albeit rather expensive, but I am thrilled that I could finally nab it!
Now that my kids look nothing like this, I feel free to share this picture from OMG almost 4 years ago. I love this one. It pretty much sums up my kids in one fell swoop.
A: "Mommy! Look! There is a NEW princess! Her name is Rapunzel! But why doesn't she have a movie???"
Chichimama: "From your mouth to Disney's ears. I would LOVE to see what they would do to Rapunzel..."
True love is crawling into bed with someone who says their tummy hurts while wearing cashmere.
Please, oh please make the tummy bug go away. Please. I beg you.
So a question for y'all (and DON'T you DARE Google it!). How many oceans are there and what are their names (Gina, you can totally steal this for your trivia contest, which you have been sorely neglectful of now that I am just questions away from that candy!)
No less than ten moms were completely befuddled by this question while waiting for swimming class to get out this afternoon. And no less than eight of us got on our cell phones and asked our husbands to Google the answer. The only person who got it right without the help of Google? The fifth grader.
Give it a whirl. Perhaps some of you are more up on such things than I...
C: "Mommy, I need to snuggle in your bed. I had a nightmare yesterday."
Chichimama: "Ulngh? A nightmare yesterday doesn't translate into a snuggle in my bed today."
C: "Huh. OK. Night Mom."
About five minutes later....
C: "Mommy? How about a snuggle in my bed? Because it was a scary dream you know."
Chichimama: "Do you want to tell me about it?"
C: "Well....I don't ACTUALLY remember it. But I am SURE it was scary."
Mommy: "C, I am tired. And if I don't go back to sleep I will be tired tomorrow, and if I am tired tomorrow than I may not be very nice, because I get cranky when I am tired. Much like a certain little boy I know."
C: "Oh fine." C stomps off to bed and almost wakes A.
Chichimama: "CRANKY C! I am already CRANKY!"
C: "Then clearly your bedtime is too late and we need to start making sure you go to bed earlier."
I think that, given my druthers, I would take the tummy bug over the multi-day viral something with fever. Even though the tummy bug is gross, at least once your child has thrown up all over themselves, you, and the new rug, she is somewhat happy, at least until she needs to throw up again. And, in general, the tummy bug isn't a long, drawn out affair.
Or, perhaps I am just trying to make myself see the silver lining.
