The powers that be knew how badly I needed one: and I had one. The morning started with a quick errand into a store with narry a complaint or reprimand, then off to bid our farewells to good Ol' Blue 737 at the Museum Airport. She's getting closed up for the season. And there were no tantrums or tears in leaving. Just resolved acceptance that this is what needed to happen. Then we loaded up into the car and drove to our favourite cemetary for a walk in all the fallen colourful leaves, hide and seek, and shouts of joy. Again, no reprimands, tantrums, or tears. Next stop was home for lunch. A messy soupy lunch that everyone ate to the last drop. And the pièce de résistance? Natty went into the bathroom and pooped all by himself on the potty. Wiping up included. Glory be.
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I love you. I'm proud of you. I think you're a most excellent mother. Always have.
And normal. Oh so normal.
xo
I'm excited you are blogging again!
Jodi, you are a wonderful mother. I am so happy to read that you've had some good moments after so many days of fighting. I can't offer you any advice because obviously I haven't been down that road yet, but I think you are doing all the right things and hope that I can do as well as you when my time comes.
Here's to lots more happy, dancing in the leaves kinda days.
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