For better or for worse I tend to do a lot of complaining here on getrealmama. Perhaps that's what you love or hate about this site. But today I am going to take a detour from the norm and do a little bit of healthy kvelling. (For those of you who don't know, that's Yiddish for bursting with pride.)
My kids are pretty darn awesome. There I said it.
My oldest? Genius. That's right. The kid is crazy smart. He is definitely reading at levels well above kindergarten. He is incredibly inquisitive and remembers all kinds of ridiculous facts about planets and dinosaurs. I have actually started to wonder if he may be bored in kindergarten. Yeah I may ultimately become one of those parents. The annoying mom at the PTA who is always inquiring about gifted programs. Blech.
Then there is Evan. Sweet as sugar Evan. That kid is so stinking cute he could get away with murder. He is over the top affectionate. He gives out kisses and "I love yous" all day long. This afternoon he barged in on my much needed nap, awakening me from blessed slumber to cuddle. How could I say no? He lay next to me proclaiming "Mommy I love you!" over and over again while planting snotty, wet kisses on my cheek. Damn do I love that kid.
And the baby inside? Let's just say he is going to be a star athlete. The munchkin is strong and throwing out punches and kicks worthy of an infant three times his side. I swear to God.
So there you have it. I'm one proud mama.
Stay tuned, I promise that I will be back soon with more kvetching.