Why lick the bowl of brownie batter when your brother can paint your face with it!? 

Scene: Home, after a long, lovely winter break. It’s the last day before going back to school. 

11:30am

Boy: Boppy! Do you want to go downstairs and get a snack together?!

Girl: Yes!

Boy: Yay! Because we are best friends!

(I thought to myself, “Wow, these are the moments we live for. This is what it’s all about. We are so blessed that our children love each other so much. My heart could burst!”)

11:42am

Girl: MOM? You might want to come downstairs. Someone is drawing letters and numbers…

with syrup.

Me: What? Where?

Girl: On the kitchen floor.

(I thought to myself,“Wow, these are the moments that I could not make up if I tried. This is what it’s all about. And three really is a harder age than two! He is still so cute..but is he actually the kid from “Problem Child”?”)

and then, I asked, out loud,

“OMG what is on his face? Why does he have blue paint on his face? Where is the paint?”

I felt a moment of panic.

Girl: Oh, no. It’s not paint. It’s just the frosting from his blue doughnut.

#motherhood

Keeping it real since 2010.