Wednesday, June 3, 2009

The Wonder Of Boys

The Wonder of Boys is actually the title of a book that was recommended to me by the director of Lily's school. It seems that boys are very different than girls and sometimes mommies and daddies have to adjust to the rigors of boydom. Having been through the 2's with a girl apparently doesn't prepare you for the same with the male persuasion. Oh Benjamin. When Matt was in Florida for a conference, Ben decided to start climbing out of his crib. He'd show up in my room at random hours of the night saying, "HI!!!" or "MAMA!!!" I was too out of it to check the clock. I was so exhausted every day, with Matt helpless in Disneyworld listening to constant Disney theme music and my crying. Ben also decided to start cleaning the refrigerator out for me. He can't really read dates on labels, so there was no way to know that those 15 eggs he smashed on the floor were perfectly good. The grapes which no doubt rolled under my appliances were fresh. When Matt got home, I picked him up from the airport, drove straight to LMU and he dropped me off for class and took Lily to ballet. What a dad, huh?! That was the night that Lily passed out at 8 with a 103 fever and woke up puking. That was also the night that Ben decided to show Matt his climbing and cleaning skills. At 3am, Ben decided that our 2 brand new cans of coffee were just taking up space in the fridge and dumped them all over the kitchen floor. Then Matt found him on the couch eating a burrito. Dude was hungry. Cleaning out the fridge is hard! Erin noted that Ben is like a college student with his 3am burrito breaks. We never thought we'd be these parents, but we purchased a net (or SUPER COOL TENT FOR REALLY SMART BOYS) for over Ben's bed. (Thank you Caroline for the stories of that boy you watched during our years together at Northwestern's Career Services or I would not know these devices existed). We have been feverishly checking Amazon and clicking the "Where's My Stuff" button, cursing UPS and praying for a box to be on our doorstep. Well, my friends, today is the day. I got that super cool tent ghetto rigged onto Ben's bed immediately because Matt is the smart one and he is not here tonight, but SWEET MOTHER OF ABRAHAM LINCOLN, I am tired.  

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