I’m singing The Circle of Life in my head right now. I just noticed I’m swaying in my chair a bit too. I have this weird thing where I play music in my head all day and adjust the song for whatever is going on at the moment. When I went by CVS it was “In the living years”, when I was doing the dishes it was Sam Cooke’s “Chain Gang”, at bootcamp it’s often Beyonce’s “Run the World” mixed with Red’s Led Zeppelin play list. Yes, I am aware that this would normally land me a psych evaluation.
Johnny is 18 months old and officially a toddler. Toddler seems too quaint a term for the rocket boosting speed racer that is my son. This morning we were in the kitchen and I sneezed, during which he emptied every piece of silverware out of the drawer. While I am in my morning shower he enjoys purging my closet of shoes and belts. His sense of irony shines through every time he climbs on top of the dining room table and sarcastically bellows ‘gee dow’ (that’s Get Down) with a hearty laugh. I have purchased 14 toothbrushes (teethbrushes?) in the last two months, y’all know why. If CPS were to show up at my door I’d have a hard time explaining the 73 bruises he acquires daily. He fancies himself a large help to mommy’s laundry work by dutifully emptying every drawer into which I have just placed neatly folded clothes. He enjoys singing and preaching enthusiastically from the hearth, after having cleared it of any decoration mommy thought would look nice there. He patriotically pursues his right to climb the barstools and perch atop the back of the couch. If he’s not outside you’d better have a damn good reason why not. More often than not he’s directly air-lifted into the bath. At this very moment he’s releasing every sheet of paper in my printer telling each one “bye bye”. Also, he’s learned to say no. My face stays in a shocked expression for most of the day.
I can’t say my house is always clean or that if you stop by for a visit you won’t sit on molded strawberries he rescued from the garbage or stumble upon yet another toothbrush floating helplessly in the toilet. You may even leave feeling a bit…sticky. But I find all of this to be my version of heaven. My sweet little guy is 100% heart, he loves and laughs and loves some more. He thinks most anything I say is raucously funny, he squeezes extra tight when he gives hugs and his sugars (although slightly slippery) are angelic..and often open mouthed. He loves to snuggle as close as he can and his constant daredevil smile is heart melting. And that’s why we’re trying for another!! How much messier could a house get, anyway.
I have a lot to tell y’all. First of all I have new niece, Evie Alaine!! She’s enchanting and smells like clouds. I had the honor of being there when she came into this world….and that’s a whole post in itself (I have to get approval from Lil Sista on what’s ‘appropriate’ to share first. I’m an over-sharer). Also my baby brother is getting married soon and we’re welcoming a beautiful young sister in law into our crazy circle of women; she seems far less frightened that I would have imagined. Big Red and I are ready for baby #2, which is exciting and weird since Johnny was a surprise and I’ve never “tried’ before. It’s interesting…
Lots to talk about!!! Lots of editing for Big Red!