Law

You've heard of Murphy's Law, right? Its the one that says, "Anything that can go wrong will go wrong." It's one of my Dad's favorites.

Which brings me to some of my Dad's Laws:

• No good deed goes unpunished.
• If you keep doing what you're doing, you will keep getting what you're getting.
• I'm not going to say I told you so, but I previously informed you. (I don't know that that one is a law per say, but the law is that when we do something dumb, he will say that...)

After an incident this morning, I decided to come up with MY own laws, "Mommy Laws" if you will:

• Clean carpets will be puked on. (Aaron and I spent last night cleaning all the carpets/rugs in the house. Upon returning home from taking Emma to preschool this morning, Jonathan puked all over the place. Luckily, it was outside and in the van a little. But now I won't let him get on the carpets.)
• Clean diapers will get pooed in (within 5 minutes of clean diaper being put on). (This one is a no fail around here. I have given the boys a fresh diaper, only to have to change it 5 minutes later, more times than I can count.)
• Mommy's black shirts will get snotted. (Probably serves me right for wearing a black shirt. BUT it seems that every time I wear a black shirt, my kids wipe their noses on it. I have learned to lovingly refer to the snot streaks as "slug trails.")
• Slobbery kisses are the best. (Nothing melts my heart like a big slobbery, sometimes open mouthed, kiss from my boys. They are so sweet, and rarely ever turn down my request for a little lovin'.)
• Nothing is better than being a "Momma." (Do I really need to explain?)

While life as a mommy isn't always glamorous, easy, or even clean, I can tell you that there is nothing else I would rather do with my life. My life as a mom, even with the "Mommy Laws," could not be any sweeter. And I try, every day, to remember that. I have heard so many people say, "They grow up so fast," or "This is just a phase." I know they do, and I know it is. And I also know that when its gone, it is gone. One day my carpets will stay clean, my black shirts won't have a shimmery trail, and my boys won't want to kiss me, and my kids will be embarrassed by their Momma.

Love your life, live by its laws, and learn to throw your hands up and say, "Oh, well!" Enjoy it while its here.

Hello, Old Friends!

Hello, old friends (since you are the only ones left that check my blog anymore)! I hope that you are all well and that you had a nice Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year, etc., etc. It has been that long since I have posted anything that required much effort!

We have been pretty busy around here, with the holidays, hosting Christmas for ourselves and our families, and entertaining the various viruses that seem to think our family is hospitable. I am ready to be done with tissues, barf bowls, and repetitive sheet washing. But something tells me that this will be part of my life for the next few years and that I better just get used to it!

I am thinking of making it a habit to share more of my inner thoughts and funny "mommy moments" here. Is anyone interested in reading them? (Emma just says the funniest things, and the boys are developing such fun little personalities that I can't bear to keep it all to myself. And I am experiencing some things that I think only the mom of twins (or multiple boys) can fully appreciate. Like, for instance, when I found the boys dumping water by the cup full out of the toilet (which, luckily, had been flushed prior to the incident). Where did they get the cups you ask? They are the cups we use to bathe them with-you know, the rinsing cups.) So give me some feed back!