Ethan ate a popsicle yesterday (because he ate his broccoli), and it got everywhere. He was slimy down his front and back with juicy orange slobber. His mouth had a ring of orange around it too. It was hilarious, but then it made my spine tingle when he came inside the house. Why do I care so much about messes and when will I let that go? My friend Shannon says that a mother either has to let that go or will end up in the mental institution. I'm afraid I'm already headed for the latter...
Benji has been sleeping for the past 3 1/2 hours. What a nap! I'm happy about it.
For the past two days, we've had two different squirrels come to our back yard to eat the birdseed that Ethan threw out there. Of course birds have come too. I like having the woodland creatures come to my yard. It makes me feel as if I'm Sleeping Beauty and that I'll burst into song any moment about how my prince will come some day.
BTW, I highly recommend the movie Enchanted. It is hilarious, especially the part where the prince character gets run over by bicycles.
Today's post really fits the description of "Hope's rambling thoughts."