Wednesday, August 4, 2010

CLARK-YOU ARE A P-I-L-L

Those were the words his sister used to describe him this evening. Things got a little goofy at their house tonight. I picked them up from their other grandma's place and took them home. They're were disappointed they didn't get to see their new sibling, Dean, at the hospital. He's only a few hours old and Mom didn't get a room in time for Mae and Clark to go see them, so they had to go back to their house for a bath and bedtime.

We were just tired and loopy enough to be nutbars this evening. Clarkie officially entered middle-sibling-hood. Whoa Nelly!!! I would never tell HIM that, but yowsa!!! I'm hoping he calms down a skosh when Dean gets home....gets to use his charm and persuasive abilities in a nurturing capacity with his little bro....

This evening at dinner, Mae asked over and over and over if I would recount the story of the time I sat on a HUGE bug on the toilet. Of course, I acted out what the bug must have thought, what he said, and what he looked like afterwards...much to her delight. And when I say "over and over and over..." I mean it.

After that, it was bath time. When they escaped from their parents' shower, they jumped on my lap and that's where they were when their dad came home. At this point, their dad answered all of the questions about Dean and their mom. It was adorable to hear him speak about the new little guy and how he looks a bit different from the other kids. He told us about Dean's difficulties he experienced secondary to his large weight. Turns out that Dean is a trooper who laughs at danger in the face. He's a very very resilient young fellow. Good show, young man. Clarkie spoke all over the place. Mae was sitting on her dad's lap staring raptly into his eyes. Two kids, two totally different experiences. Come on Dean....bring it on, baby doll.....

And more than anything, I want my baby girl home. Safe. Happy. Bossy. Laughing. I want her home. That'll make me jump on the bed and sing and dance around that house, like Mae has all nite.

anyway, love them all....

3 comments:

nancy said...

love to all of you! mazel tov!

Diane said...

poor bug.

but seriously....happy dances all around.

The Katzbox said...

Good lord...I have no memory of writing this post. Thanks for the kind comments Nancy and Diane. I'm just grateful it made sense.

Now I'm just worried....