Assorted Bub Updates

Bub woke up with a pain in his neck and is spending the morning on the couch whimpering. His doctor isn’t worried and suggested a little Motrin to help him feel better. Oh, haha, doctor! Let me introduce you to my son, he who will not take medicine. It’s possible I’m being scammed into a day of cartoons and no preschool, but if that’s the case his acting skills are rather impressive.

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Yesterday I picked Bub up from his classroom at church and he raced ahead of me to Bubette’s room. “I’ll get her, mama!” From the door of her room he called her name and waved her over and opened the gate for her. She came right to him, and he took her hand and said, “Did you have a good morning in church? Do you like your new class?”

My heart swelled to a million times its current size and I’m writing this from the beyond, because I am now dead.

Since Bubette is now in the two year old class, Bub now gets to see her for part of the time during church. He excitedly told me how he sat with her during music and that he walked her back to her room. (“I taught her the rules of the music room, mama.”) This is the kind of thing you envision when you have a second child, this relationship that they’ll have. They really do love each other, when they’re not trying to annoy each other to death.

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Last night after dinner Bub asked to go outside. I had just spent a lot of time straightening up outside because my kids own all of the toys in the world, and I really didn’t want to let them out. (I had also spent a fair bit of time whining to my husband that this house is always a mess, and every single time I turn around there’s a new mess and a pile of dishes in the sink, even though I don’t remember anyone eating anything. I was a little on the edge.) Since I’m not a complete monster, and since the weather is so perfect outside, I sent them out to burn off a little energy before bedtime.

And then this happened.

All of the sand tracked through the house on an hourly basis? Forgiven.

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I’m thinking of sending a note to Bub’s teachers letting them know that he does own more than two pairs of shorts, he just refuses to wear them. Not for any fashion related reason, he just doesn’t like buttons on shorts all of a sudden. They need to have snaps or those flat hook and eye type clasps, but no buttons. This is a shame because this kid has some cute shorts. (When you have a boy, and your summer wardrobe options are shorts, and more shorts, you buy the plaid shorts, and the pin striped ones, and maybe even the seersucker ones if you can sneak them past your husband.)

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Both days this weekend Bub was awake and in our room before 6:00am. This morning he rolled out of bed just before 7:00, completely exhausted from his lack of sleep over the weekend probably. Of course I had already been awake for over an hour. (Uselessly as it turns out since we’re staying home today.) We keep trying to tell him that five year olds sleep in until 7, but he’s not buying it.