Merry Maturity!
There's been some kind of early Christmas miracle around here, y'all.
My kids are getting ... older.
Now, I'm not saying that they're suddenly so mature that nothing crazy happens around this joint. After all, it was just a few weeks ago that I discovered a water gun full of PEE stashed in their closet. And I still have trouble keeping any of them dressed. And their favorite thing to play lately is a little game they call, "Surprise, You've Got Tetanus!" No, there's no shortage of shenanigans here.
E-VER.
But lately there have been little developments that let me know they're - gasp! - approaching independence. Colin, for example, has been taking his own showers. And he enjoys letting his brothers in there with him. So he's been bathing himself, Cameron, and Coby everysingleday for the past two weeks or so. Which frees up at least twenty minutes of my evening! .....
... to do more laundry, or clean up from dinner, or something else equally exciting. But hey.
And you wanna know the second sign of independence? The one that really says something?
They've left. The Christmas tree. ALONE.
If you've been reading The Frump for a while, you know that I struggle with this every holiday season. I'm all picky about my Christmas tree - and for what? Within less than 24 hours it looks like an elephant tried to hide in its branches, thanks to my kids, and my dogs, oh and my cats too. See for yourself.
But this year ... this year ... the tree has been up for five days so far, and everyone has actually stayed out of it!
... Well, except for Meeko. (Which you would already know if you followed me on Instagram.)
I suppose I should enjoy it while it lasts, because this time next year Corbin will be a year and a half old and terrorizing the tree all by himself. But maybe just one pair of curious little hands won't do too much damage.
Hey, a girl can hope.
My kids are getting ... older.
Now, I'm not saying that they're suddenly so mature that nothing crazy happens around this joint. After all, it was just a few weeks ago that I discovered a water gun full of PEE stashed in their closet. And I still have trouble keeping any of them dressed. And their favorite thing to play lately is a little game they call, "Surprise, You've Got Tetanus!" No, there's no shortage of shenanigans here.
E-VER.
But lately there have been little developments that let me know they're - gasp! - approaching independence. Colin, for example, has been taking his own showers. And he enjoys letting his brothers in there with him. So he's been bathing himself, Cameron, and Coby everysingleday for the past two weeks or so. Which frees up at least twenty minutes of my evening! .....
... to do more laundry, or clean up from dinner, or something else equally exciting. But hey.
And you wanna know the second sign of independence? The one that really says something?
They've left. The Christmas tree. ALONE.
If you've been reading The Frump for a while, you know that I struggle with this every holiday season. I'm all picky about my Christmas tree - and for what? Within less than 24 hours it looks like an elephant tried to hide in its branches, thanks to my kids, and my dogs, oh and my cats too. See for yourself.
But this year ... this year ... the tree has been up for five days so far, and everyone has actually stayed out of it!
... Well, except for Meeko. (Which you would already know if you followed me on Instagram.)
I suppose I should enjoy it while it lasts, because this time next year Corbin will be a year and a half old and terrorizing the tree all by himself. But maybe just one pair of curious little hands won't do too much damage.
Hey, a girl can hope.
It's the little thing that show you how much they are growing up! We don't have our tree up yet, but I'm hoping my boys will leave it alone.
ReplyDeleteI was thrilled earlier this year when all of mine could buckle their seatbelts by themselves.
I'm still waiting on the seatbelt thing Shell! My 7-year-old can do it, and my 4-year-old can do it SOMETIMES, but it still takes like three minutes to get everybody fastened in. *sigh*
DeleteSounds like it is a complete win to me on all fronts! Maybe next year the baby will learn from his older's and leave everything alone too!
ReplyDeleteThat would be AWESOME!!! Maybe it won't even occur to him since no one else is messing with the tree. Maybe ...
DeleteWe don't have a place in this house to actually put a regular tree - so I have a tiny one that goes up on this super weird ledge in the living room. I dream of a big tree, but I'm also so glad I never have to deal with kids wrecking it because that would make me crazy. So weird that the years where this might happen are coming to an end!
ReplyDeleteIt makes me NUTS. Which is why I'm glad it's not happening much this year.
DeleteIt might have something to do with the fact that Curtis and I let the boys put the ornaments on by themselves at first. Then after they went to bed, I rearranged them. :)
Awww cute cat pic:) Yay for your tree staying intact thus far. I'm afraid to put mine up...
ReplyDeleteYay! Another milestone! One of my favorites was always when you kids got old enough to put on your own shoes.
ReplyDeleteYay! My cat doesn't climb the tree but he will swat at the ornaments. So we have to put all the breakables ones up top.
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