Over the past six months, my relationship with the Booger Bear's family has developed into one that I absolutely cherish. I've totally "adopted" them as "mine" (whether they like it or not ;-). Fortunately, I think the feeling's mutual. They all seem to have "adopted" me and the rest of my family too. :-) Lots of play dates for the kids (Booger, Buddy, and Ka-Diva are still best buds), and the occassional "Want to meet us at so-and-so?" I love seeing how close Booger still is with his Daddy. His dad's so good with him... Very hands-on and interactive because he's like a big kid himself (a fact that embarrasses Heaven to no end when they're in public, but really is pretty endearing to everyone else ;-). And I've gotten really close to the Booger's Mommy. We talk every day, and I miss her just as much as I miss the Booger when we go too long without getting together. I call her my "Mini Me" because she parents the same way I do! I was worried in the beginning that I'd have a hard time letting go of the "mommy" role, but it's actually been easy. I LOVE being more of an unofficial "grandma." All of the glory... None of the "mean" parenting stuff... ;-) The kids know I'm here to offer advice if they ask for it, help when they need it, and lots of moral support. ("The kids..." Now that makes me feel old! ;-)
The kids put me to work last month when they went to the hospital to bring the Booger Bear's baby sister into the world. Booger came to spend four days with me while Heaven was in the hospital! I loved every second of it, even when the Booger was being... well... a booger! :-)
NIGHT ONE - The first night was a little rough. Heaven has been with Booger almost 24/7 since he went to live with them a year ago, so I think they both had a little separation anxiety. BB was super excited to see me, but when his parents left, he informed me that he wanted me to go to the doctor instead. :-) I got his mind off of things by taking him grocery shopping to get his favorite foods and he insisted that we take pictures for Heaven so she wouldn't miss him.
Believe it or not, there actually WAS some water under all of the toys and bubbles.
And then it was bedtime... There was no crying that night. A little bit of whining, but no crying... We read every book I had, and then J insisted that I lay down with him so I could sleep and he could talk about all of the fun things that he had planned for us the next day. For nearly TWO SOLID HOURS!!! From what I could gather, he planned to play on the playground, play with balloons, take trash to the dumpster, take a bath, watch the "dumpster truck" come, play with Buddy and Ka-Diva, read more books, and drive to Walmart to get fruit. Busy boy! He finally closed his eyes and fell asleep within 30 seconds of doing so. Took forever, but no crying, and he was a happy little thing that night!
DAY THREE -
Is she not just the prettiest baby ever?!? :-)
I totally want to post a pic that I have of Heaven holding both of her kiddos, when the Booger got his first look at his new baby sister, but she'd probably strangle me seeing as how she had just recently given birth and all... ;-) She was soooo happy to see Booger. She'd been missing him like crazy. Too bad he was being a little snot. They definitely had some jealousy issues the first couple of weeks. Booger was not used to sharing his "Heaben." Fortunately, he's over it now and is completely in love with his new baby sister. :)
After we left the hospital, we started on Booger's "to do" list.
Somehow, I get the feeling I was suckered...
We're talking something along the lines of 60 balloons... But he was having a blast, and he kept saying, "I BERRY happy, Tammy!!! Balloons make me HAPPY!!!" Seriously, how could I say "no" to that?!? Guess it was a good thing that I played the clarinet for so long... Especially because his favorite "game" was for me to blow up the balloons and then let them go flying around the room. I tried explaining the concept of "dizzy," but he just kept saying, "But balloons make me HAPPY, Tammy!" ;-)
Yep... We made a balloon tower...
Why, yes... The number of balloons in the balloon pit did double in number! It really was an awesome idea (if I do say so myself! ;-)
Booger insisted that he was Ironman, and really thought the goggles added to his Ironman persona.
A wee bit of static...
After playing in the balloon pit for a good hour, we decided to go play on the playground. Booger was all about doing anything that Ka-Diva did. We also spent the afternoon learning how to "take turns" and "share." By the end of the day, Booger kept saying over and over, "I'm a nice boy! I take turns! I'm a nice boy! I share!" I totally got his 2-year-old temper tantrums under control. Any time he would start to whine or complain or misbehave, I just told him that "I only play with nice boys. If you don't want to be a nice boy, you can go play over there by yourself until you want to be a nice boy again." He would go about 5 feet away and sulk for 30 seconds, then come running back up to me all smiles and announcing, "I'm a nice boy again!" So funny! :-)
Such a little mommy... And Booger worshipped her by the end of the day!
Ka-Diva, with the patience of a saint, helping Booger put a puzzle together.
Sidewalk chalk... Booger kept coloring in Ka-Diva's peace signs. :-) She kept asking me, "Why does he want to be right where I am?" She totally already knew the answer, but she liked to hear it anyway. "He just really, really likes you. He thinks you're really cool, and he wants to be with you."
By the end of the day, Booger had worn Ka-Diva out! I wish I'd taken a picture of her as she was laying exhausted on my couch telling me that Booger needed to take a nap. :-)
Ka-Diva went home, and Booger and I cuddled and watched some cartoons while we waited on his parents to come pick him up. (He also seized the moment to tell me that I needed makeup. Thanks, kid!) Heaven and Banana were getting released from the hospital, and they were finally going to have their first night together as a family of four! Heaven told me later that they were eternally grateful that I had worn him out that day because they were all in bed by 8:00! :-)
My house was a mess, and I didn't even want to think about cleaning it, but the mess just proved that I had a "BERRY HAPPY" kid on my hands that week. :-)