Category Archives: Proud Mama

October 8, 2011 · 12:11 am

Z-O-O

Right now, my life feels like a zoo.  On the bright side, Dylan can spell it.  That’s where we went today because (1) the boys had no school and (2) sometimes you just have to let it all go…the loose teeth, the root canal, and the sensory OT.  Yes, sometimes the best way to get rid of an overwhelming zoo-like feeling is to stand so close to a giraffe that you can admire his eyelashes.

I told the boys to be silly and enjoy themselves at the zoo,and they did.  This is when we first got there:

Shortly after this picture was taken, a bird pooped on the map and we had to throw it out.  Dylan was a little sad because he loves maps, but better to have poop on the map than on us!

Roar!  Actually, the lions were very quiet.
 Dylan and Riley acting like gorillas:
The bee-utiful giraffe!
 Dylan fed the giraffe all by himself.  (Proud Mama!)
 Riley opted out.  He also decided he’s afraid of monkeys.  Okie-dokie.
 This is a “wild ass.”  Really.

It rained.  We got wet.  The sun came out.  We dried off.  Then it rained again. Crazy Florida weather!  But we had a lot of fun, and we were there with some friends, which made it even better.

We’re home now…home from the zoo and back to the zoo-like feeling.  The boys are exhausted and cranky (and I am, too), but the z-o-o was just what the doctor, I mean, the dentist ordered.

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August 29, 2011 · 3:05 pm

It’s A Mad, Automatic Toilet-Flushing World

I’m proud of Dylan for wetting his bed.  Last night was the very first night he ever slept without a pull-up on.  Accident or not, for a child who holds on for dear life to everything that makes him feel like a baby, it was a big deal for him to sleep in underwear.

I’m proud of Dylan for not eating his chicken for dinner.  A few weeks ago he would have refused to go within ten feet of a plate with new food on it.  Last night, he ate everything but the new food (chicken and corn), but he didn’t make a peep about any of it being on the plate.  (Progress!)

I’m proud of Dylan for holding his hands over his ears while he peed.  Yesterday, we were in a public bathroom where the toilets flushed automatically.  It was a stressful situation for him, but instead of running away, he came up with a solution all by himself.

Seeing our children for who they are rather than who we think they should be is a humbling experience.  They are strange and beautiful creatures trying to make their way in a mad, automatic toilet-flushing world, and we must always be there to cheer for them, even when it doesn’t make a whole lot of sense.

I feel pride about many things my kids do, but it’s the hard to see accomplishments that truly fill me up.  I know it’s Guilty Mama Monday, but today I’m a Proud Mama.

Any other Proud or Guilty Mamas out there?

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