Lately I've found myself becoming very easily and quickly frustrated with a few things in life, namely my body's desire to recognize every microscopic particle floating in the Oregon air as an allergen, and Lydia's newest "developmental stage" (at least I hope it's a stage.) She seems bent on ignoring us or doing the exact opposite of whatever it is we ask her to do, and she has to do everything "all on my own," even if that involves lots of screaming and crying because she can't do it. Nothing major, but annoying nonetheless. Thinking about this today, I realized that I do have some great perks in my life that few others are able to enjoy on a regular basis.
Perk #1--My Personal Restroom Attendant
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Yes, that's right folks, this Charlie Brown look-alike will come running when he hears the bathroom door open and stand with his hand on the lever, awaiting the okay to flush your waste away. While waiting for you to finish your business, he also will turn the water faucet on and adjust the temperature and flow, allowing you to get those hands clean even faster than you were ever able to before you had your own personal bathroom helper!.jpg)
Perk #2--My English Language Efficiency/Inefficiency Expert
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This lovely lady has coined a few key phrases in our house that are ingenious combinations of words. The two most commonly used are "sugarman"(cinnamon and sugar) as in "Mom, would you please prefer to get me some toast with butter and sugarman?", and "hanitizer" (hand sanitizer), as in "Mom, I want hanitizer instead of washing my hands."
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This lovely lady has coined a few key phrases in our house that are ingenious combinations of words. The two most commonly used are "sugarman"(cinnamon and sugar) as in "Mom, would you please prefer to get me some toast with butter and sugarman?", and "hanitizer" (hand sanitizer), as in "Mom, I want hanitizer instead of washing my hands.".jpg)
On the flip side, sometimes she gets stuck on a phrase and repeats it 10-15 times, such as "Mom, I need....I need.....I need......um......I need......" you get the picture. However, tonight (right after the soon-to-follow pee story) I very much appreciated her repetitiveness when I put her to bed. I told her, as I do every night, that she is my favorite Lydia, to which she responded, "Mom, you are my favorite, and Dad is my favorite, and Luke is my favorite.....we are all my favorite." So, in the grand scheme of things, who cares if I can't wear contacts or makeup for a few months, or if I have to clean up pee off the floor twice in one day because someone decided to hold it and cry/throw a fit when I set them on the potty. I've got two crazy kids who give me something to laugh about every day, and a husband who is pretty stinkin' awesome if I do say so myself. I get to stay home with my kids and do basically whatever we want to do, except my one night a week when I get to go to play Nurse Ashley in the ER and poke people's veins, which I love. Yep, when it all boils down I'm definitely livin' the good life.
This is just really cute. Maybe someday I'll be lucky enough to have a personal bathroom attendant!
ReplyDeleteI have tried to comment a couple of times, but my computer hates me, so I am running out of witty comments.
ReplyDeleteAfter Langdon was born, I could not get anywhere on time. I was just blaming the baby, until one day I realized that Karsten, Langdon and I were all ready but Taeg' was still in the house screaming about how she can do it 'all by herself'!
It is nice that you can see the positive in a bathroom attendant, I am thinking about moving all the door knobs up 24".
This too shall pass (like when they are 18), at least that is what I keep telling myself.
You are living a charmed life, Ashley. Don't forget to tip your bathroom attendant.
ReplyDeletewhat a minute. I clicked your blog again by accident but then decided to look closer at charlie brown. You switched around your dining-room/family-room/playroom! Do you likie?
ReplyDeleteIt could be worse. My dog barks outside the bathroom door if I exceed his designated time limit. Talk about pressure.
ReplyDeleteOh, and all of a sudden I crave chocolate pudding.
ReplyDeleteThose stories made me laugh! Love them!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for the laughs. This will definitely be an entry you'll be so grateful you decided to record. Your kids are sweet and precious.
ReplyDeleteI hope my kid gives such good service and makes up cool new words!
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