A wee peek into my world.

This morning as I blearily walked out of my bedroom to join Chris for a cup o'joe, I see Sophie standing in her doorway. She points downward and I see that she's stood there and peed. *sigh* What a way to start the day.

I get her cleaned up and I clean up the pee, then I stomp in the kitchen to tell Chris goodbye and grab my cup of coffee. Sophie is carrying on, and she screams at Chris right outside of Izzy's door. Izzy jumps up and runs into the kitchen with his stuffed wolf hanging over his shoulder and says, "Here I am mom!" I look at him like he's nuts and say, "What?" He said, "See I told you I would do this." Then I realize he's still mostly asleep, so I just give him a hug and he tells me that baby woke him up too early.

I fix him a cafe ole and we go in the sunroom. He downs his super quickly and when I'm done nursing mine, I stretch out on the couch and he shivers and tells me he needs to cuddle. I curl up with him and, thinking about what a sweet, sensitive boy he is, I asked him, "Izzy are you going to marry a woman someday?" Okay, I'll admit that I was really immaturely giggling a little. But come on - he's a four year old boy obsessed with china patterns!

He says, "Yeah. But I can't! I don't have any married rings! Can I have yours so I can get married?" I tell him no, but he can go pick out his own someday.

He ponders for a moment, then says, "But how will I kiss her?" This is coming, I'm sure, from watching Sophie make out with a fellow toddler on the playground the other day. I said, "What do you mean, how? You'll just kiss her."

He looks off in the distance for a second, then says, "Mommy will you please turn on cartoons for me?" Typical man. Start talking relationship issues and BOOM it's TV time.

So I come downstairs to fire up the mainframe and he walks up to me with a play purse of Sophie's and says, "Hey mom, would you like a basket with a bunny in it?"

"Sure," I tell him, and then I tell him how cute the bunny is.

Sophie looks up from the play kitchen and jabbers something at me, and I say to her, "You're not cute though, you're a little monkey."

Izzy sharply corrects me, "Monkeys are cute too! They're like bunnies and they're cute."

Then he smiles and says, "I'll get you a net so you can catch your bunny when it runs away."

This is my life EVERY SINGLE DAY. Okay, so as I typed those very words, Izzy leans across my shoulder with a toy net in his hand and says in a sing-song voice, "Here, I have your net!"

If you'll excuse me, I must go catch my errant bunnies now.