angels I tell ya

So tonight, when I was cleaning up dinner, and checking my email, the girls went into my room. Then they locked the door, and Kizzy wasn't in, so she started crying, and then Beck because they couldn't get in. So I yelled at them of course, and I kept telling them to get out, but they said they were doing a surprise. So I left it alone. Earlier, I had asked Annabelle to take the laundry into the bedroom for me. So I thought they were attempting to fold it.

So then I made milkshakes for dessert, and called them out to enjoy them with me. And Josie was using a spoon and dripping it everywhere, and she had on a ring of Kizzy's so Kizzy was yelling and so I yelled at the both of them.

Nice . . . I was an angry mother.

Then they took me to my surprise.

I'm an ass.

They cleaned my ENTIRE room. Not just folded the laundry, but put it away (it should be fun to see where the stuff ended up)

They also cleaned up Hy's pile of dirty clothes that had been there for days, and made the bed.

Angels.

So tonight, they'll get to do whatever they want.

And by that I mean they get to stay up late and watch a movie.

But for real? I have THE-COOLEST-KIDS-EVER.

Measured time

I was awake at 6a.m. this morning and I was thinking.

Thinking about how the best part of my days are measured in minute sometimes seconds.

10 minutes--when Josie crawls into bed EVERY morning to snuggle

2 seconds--Hearing Beck's first noises of the morning which comforts me (I'm totally paranoid about SIDS)

15 seconds--walking into Beck's room and watching his little legs kick and kick and kick with a delight as a huge grin lights up his face because he's in love with me.

3 seconds--the sound of the front door hand rustling signaling that Hyrum is home from work safely

5 minutes--reading a book to Kizzy while she sucks her thumb holding her wooby--and I feel like super mom

8 seconds--Beck gives one little whimper in protest, then falls asleep for his nap

1 minute--when Annabelle gets off the bus and I see her happily running towards the car

20 minutes--Dinner time with the whole family around the table, plenty of food, and always laughter

5 seconds--when Kizzy asks me for a drink and then pulls my hand saying "Come on Big Fat Woman"--although I find it rude, I also find it funny--where did she learn that?

2 minutes--Eating Vanilla Creme Joe Joes

21 minutes--Kids in Jamies watching 2 episodes of Angela Anaconda (follow up post later)

15 minutes--the time that one kid gets to stay up with Hyrum and I while the others go to bed. They each are assigned a night and they love it. And I love it.