Wife Like Me

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It’s raining again…Sometime it’s going to get sunny on a day I can take the car and we’re going to the park!  We’re all starting to get cabin fever.  The kids are sick of their toys and movies and books and are resorting to…making up games!

This morning Degen and I played a real game of hide-and-seek for the first time ever!  We played while Maggie napped, so she missed out on all the action.  At first, I covered my eyes and counted to ten while Degen would hide–every time behind the couch or under the kitchen table, within sight of my counting spot.  Then he wanted to count and me to hide, so we did.  The first three times I hid behind my bedroom door and he found me fairly quickly after counting “1, 2, 3…I come!”  Then I tried hiding behind the bathroom door and he couldn’t find me there.  He kept walking right by the bathroom and not looking inside.  After about two minutes of hiding, I’d jump out behind him and say “boo!” so he could yell “I found you!” and we would restart the game.  The second time I hid in the bathroom he couldn’t find me and he tried to open the front door to look for me outside!  I quickly let him “find” me by coming up behind him again.  About 5 times into the bathroom hiding place, he found me after I made some noise to give him a clue.  Yay Degen!  Things like this are part of what make motherhood so rewarding.

Right now Maggie is trying to feed me HER piece of bread.  Why do my kids always think it’s fun to see me eat their food?  Maggie likes baths right now, and already took one this morning.  She wanted to use the potty (yay!), so I took her in the bathroom and she immediately changed her mind and wanted to take a bath.  I think the little plastic frog she got for Christmas was the incentive today, but usually it’s the little sailboats she and Degen got for Christmas.  She had a 10 minute bath, slipped and fell (not hurt, but it scared her), decided she wanted to get out, I got her towel and picked her up and she screamed because now she wanted to stay IN the bathtub.  Unfortunately, I don’t have much patience with my children whimsically changing their minds and I refused to put her back in the tub.  She calmed down quickly after she saw her brother playing on his choo-choo train riding toy.  He wouldn’t let her ride it, but sweetly went and got her riding toy for her.  She didn’t want to ride hers, she wanted to ride his.  I said no, because it’s his and he gets to say who rides it, she cried, we left the room, she calmed down, and tried to feed me some bread.  And so the 18-months-old drama goes…