THE TWO YOSHIS

My Grandson has a half sister who is 5 years older than he is.  She lives with her Dad and adoptive Mom  and has a good life.  The two of them are very close .Even though they never lived together with their Mother, she did have every other weekend until he was about 18 months old, and somehow he remembers those times.  They still have as much contact as possible despite the fact that her schedule in becoming increasingly busy and she lives an hour away.

Last fall his cousin Bella gave him a pink  stuffed Yoshi from Mario Brothers.  For some reason he became attached to it a carried to everywhere.  Last week, Jonas, Bella's brother gave him the matching blue Yoshi.  When he got home he put them together  like they were hugging.

LOOK, THEY ARE BROTHER AND SISTER, A PINK ONE AND A BLUE ONE.  THEY USED TO BE TOGETHER IN THE SAME HOUSE, BUT THEN THEY GOT SEPARATED WHEN THE PINK ONE GOT GIVEN TO ME..  NOW THE BLUE ONE WAS GIVEN AWAY TO ME TOO AND THEY CAN BE TOGETHER AGAIN.  JUST LIKE SISSY AND ME.  BUT WE WONT EVER LIVE TOGETHER, BUT WE GET TO BE TOGETHER AND SEE EACH OTHER BUT JUST NOT LIKE BROTHER AND SISTER BECAUSE WE HAVE DIFFERENT PARENTS.

I did explain to him that he and Sissy will not be back together in the same house again.  Sometimes it just doesnt work out that way, but that we would always do what ever we can so they could see each other and know each other.  Thats when he said, OH I KNOW THAT MOM, IT'S OK.  JUST SOMETIMES IT MAKES MY THROAT HURT BECAUSE I AM SAD.  BUT IAM HAPPY TOO WHEN I GET TO SEE HER.

It never ceases to amaze me how deeply his thoughts run, and how wise he is for 6 years old.  May he always have this simplistic ability to accept things as they are without being accompanied by the pain that I as his Mom feels.   

EXPERIENCE 1 ENERGY 0

What I have gained in experience, I have lost in energy. No matter how many times I try to tell myself I do not feel any different than I did at 35, my body screams LIAR. The power of a three year old cannot be absorbed through osmosis.

Do not ever underestimate the mind of a three year old when it comes to calculating how to regain the attention he feels he so justly deserves at all times. I can guarantee he will go to extreme measures, my wet socks being a dead give away.

Why is it that I can't get him to brush his teeth, but ...let him find an old toothbrush on the deck that I use to clean the vacuum cleaner filter? How much panic is acceptable when you can't find the toilet brush, but you can find the plunger...in the living room? Why is it that he is so close to the toilet bowl, he can't seem to hit it?

Daylight savings time is seriously over rated. I can't seem to convince him that it's OK to go to sleep while it's still light out but not OK to get up when it isn't.

Everything in my house is either sticky, gooey or gritty. Sugar smacks stick to the bottom of your socks better than any other cereal on the market. I am convinced that Holden's body is composed of double faced tape and magnets, so that when he is in his playroom all he has to do is spread his arms wide and collect as much stuff as his little body can hold and deposit them in the rest of the house. I still have not figured out why this process does not work in reverse unless his room is harboring a recharger. I understand obstacle courses enhance balance and agility, but does that mean we should increase our insurance premiums also?

Holden got a Woopie cushion from his Auntie.I have easily reached the conclusion there is nothing more fascinating to a little boy than a rubber balloon that sounds like farts... He tucks it under his shirt and asks for a HUGGIE. We woke up to the sweet sound first thing this morning.  It will break his little heart not to be allowed to bring it to "show and tell.