And Then There Were 8 (RIP Froggie)

Poor kiddo. She understands that Froggie is now in Heaven with Buddy, but she keeps asking when they’ll feel better. About a month ago, Froggie played dead and scared the you know what out of us when Mr. Burgher went to retrieve him. The other night, he wasn’t himself, but we thought he was just molting (frogs do that, right?). Sadly, on Tuesday night, A had to ask Daddy if she could come down to say goodbye to Froggie. When she came back upstairs to finish the bedtime routine, she announced, “Froggie is dead, I told him goodbye”. So sad and sweet all at once.

…and then there were 8.

(PS, if you saw Mr. Burgher’s fb post about eggs? They were fake! She laid them, but they aren’t fertilized. I guess this kind of catfish does that?)

Privacy? What is that?

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Beware. This post is not exactly G-rated, but it is real parenting, let me tell you.

“Long ago” when A was a baby, I took her in the shower with me and she turned into a kid that hates baths and loves showers. Thank you single motherhood. Even today, she prefers showers but takes the occasional bath to help Daddy out. When she showers, she can now go in alone and ask for help soaping and scrubbing. Easy enough.

Lil Man has been bathing, so he wasn’t privy to the joys of a quick, refreshing shower…until Saturday. There was a meltdown that prevented me from shopping before Family Fun. The meltdown required Mama to hold him. Normally, we would let him have a moment, bit this wasn’t going away. For fear his back arches would turn into an injury, I just did what he wanted and held him.

Well, life had to go on. I told him to hang on, cause he was going to be introduced to the shower. This first experience wasn’t spiritual like it was for A, but lil Man did enjoy squishing bubbles on my face. He loved being wrapped in my bath sheet (while I froze) and snuggling under our covers as I found him clothes.

Privacy just goes away when you are a parent.

It, of course, gets better.

When I had A, I shared a 3 bedroom house with my friend M. My room was the master, so I never had to shut the bathroom door. When Mr. Burgher and I got our first house together, there was only one bathroom. It wasn’t uncommon for one to have to brush their teeth while the other showered or read a magazine. Moving to a house with two baths didn’t change much…you’ve been warned.

On any given moment, it is not uncommon for an adult to read a magazine, a child to throw forks in the tub, a child to be washing her (not) dirty hands, and two dogs to be begging for attention…all in 6 square feet of space.

I guess we should be flattered, they love being around us and have picked up some healthy habits. Now if only we can teach them to shut the door and not have to accompany the adults everywhere.

Cause sometimes, a parent just wants to read an ever loving magazine.

A Girl and Her Mama

Last night, I was lucky enough to be escorted to the Tote Bag Project’s Anniversary Celebration by my adorable ‘lil Miss A. We really enjoyed the Mama/Daughter time together, and we are sure Daddy and ‘lil Man enjoyed a night in with pizza!

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We’re going to make it a point to each have more special alone time with each kid. It’s important for our bonding, and definitely made an impact on ‘lil Miss A. 🙂

Jumping in Muddy Puddles

Sunday made for the perfect day to go enjoy some time down by the creek.

‘lil Miss A got to do one of her favorite things, jumping in “muddy puddles”. Sadly, she couldn’t do her other favorite thing, fish, but she got in plenty of practice with a stick.

‘lil Man popped himself a squat on the creek bed and played with muddy rocks, no jumping for him!

We took several photos, and you can head over to Flickr to see the rest of them!