Labels: Five Things I Wish I Had Known Before I Was Married

Moments with my son ...

1) Where he tells mama to go to sleep:

• I was lying on the bed late one night, and my son comes into the room, goes up to me on the bed, looks at me and goes: "Mama, you need to go to sleep." I gave him a look that said ‘what?’ and he repeats, "Mama, it's late. You need to go to sleep. You have to go to work tomorrow." And I'm like, "Oooookkkaaaaay ..." And again, he goes, matter-of-factly: "Mama, it's late, you need to go to sleep. You have to go to work tomorrow ... you need to buy me toys." Aaaaah, the plot thickens. Trying not to laugh out loud, I gave him a stern look and told him "Well, you have to go to bed too because it's late." He raises his hand at me (the STOP gesture) and proceeds to tell me: "No mama, net yet. I'm busy." "Busy with what?" "I'm busy playing," then turns around and walks away with me laughing my head off.

2) Where he tries to get away from mama's hugs

• I come home from work one night, and my son was just playing with his Thomas the Tank Engine train set. He was really so into it, concentrating so hard while putting together his masterpiece. I sit on the couch just observing him - he, of course, ignoring me - he just had the most adorable expression on his face! He looked up at me, smiles and says "Mama, I need to go get Toby (a train) from my (our) room." Then gets up to run to the room. In a gigil moment, since he refused to give me a hug while he's "busy," I grabbed him when he passed by and just hugged him - which he took, and gigil-hugged me back. He ran to the room, came out, played for a few minutes, got up to grab another train from the room, and so on - of course with mama ambushing him with hugs as he passes her by. This went on for a while, and by his fifth trip (and my fifth ambush), he stops, looks at me sriously and says "Mama, you need to stop. You're hurting me." (Whatever!) Then he runs off with me shaking my head at him.

3) Where he makes mama and papa feel like idiots:

• RJ and I were just chilling in our room Sunday afternoon - flipping through channels, not really watching anything, when Julian comes in and asks to watch Nickelodeon with us. Sure, not a problem. While watching tv, he's playing with a wiffle ball and a plastic baseball - throwing them up in the air and going after them as they fall. After a while, he calls our attention and goes "Mama/Papa ... Quorno?" ... RJ and I look at each other and repeat "Quorno?" Julian goes "No ... Quorno?" ... this line of questioning went on for a while, with very frustrated parents asking "What's quorno?" and an equally frustrated (and very annoyed) Julian saying "No ... quorno?!" (getting louder each time). Finally, we looked around, looked at the tv (Miss Spider was showing, and we don't know the characters) and asked him if one of the characters was Quorno. He yells "NOOOOO!" ... then he clims up on the bed, looks at us like we were the dumbest people on the planet and proceeds to tell us slowly ... quuuuooooorrrrnnnnooo. And we repeated it just as slowly ... with another NOOOOO from our son. Being the little trooper he is, he musters up his patience, looks at his idiot parents, TAKES A DEEP BREATH AND SIGHS (really, he does), and even slower goes "Mama/Papa ... coooool oooooorrr nnnoooooo." The gives us a look that says - Cool or no? - really, how hard was that to understand?

4) Where he konws how to get his way with whom:

• We went to my sister-in law's home for my mother-in-law's birthday party. Julian had fun dancing like a maniac - after his suplado moments when he just first woke up. Then the kids disappear to the basement for good-ol' kid-time. When it's time to go (we waited for the rain to let up), RJ went down to get the kids. He comes back up laughing, and tells me "Your son just yelled at me. He goes NOOOO! I'm still playing!!!" Figures papa would get a kick out of hearing his little boy be as demanding as his mama. So after a few minutes, down I go (with RJ) to try my luck at getting him to come home. I more than expected Julian to push his luck and demand my submission to let him stay and play. When I got there, I called him ... he took one look at me ... and ran straight at my feet practically crying and asking me "Mama, I don't want to go home yet. I want to play a little bit more please." I give RJ a look that pretty much says 'how do you say no to that?' So yeah, our mission was a failure because Julian knows which buttons to push. When did he get so smart????

5) Where he tells papa to be quiet

• It was late at night, and MJ was sleeping. Julian was watching Wow Wow Wubbzy. So after the show was done I turned off the TV and told Julian he had to go to sleep. So he goes in his bed (which is located at the head of our bed) lies down waits about 10 seconds then comes to the edge where our beds meet and whispers, “Papa, can you turn on the TV?” So I reply in a whisper, “No Julian, mama’s sleeping and you have to go to sleep too.” So he lies down again. Then moments later he comes back and whispers again. “Papa, can you turn on the light? It’s too dark.” So in my frustration I say in a stern voice, “JULIAN, YOU NEED TO GO TO SLEEP!” Then he whispers to me “Papa, you need to be quiet… mama’s sleeping.” What a crazy boy!!! I love him.

6) Where he gives mama a much needed massage

• My back was killing me, and I called RJ to give massage my back. He came into the room and gave me a back rub … when Julian comes in. He says “Papa, you need to stop, you’re hurting mama.” RJ says he’s not, but Julian proceeds to climb the bed and push him off, saying “Papa, you’re hurting mama.” After he successfully pushes his papa off the bed, he gets on my back and starts massaging my back himself. After a while he asks “Mama, is that better?” And I say yes … he keeps it up for a few more minutes then he stops, lays beside me and says “Mama, that’s enough. I don’t want to hurt you.” So thoughtful (^_^)