Bunk Bed!!!!

Well, Eliot got his bunk bed yesterday. It’s a beauty! He climbed up on the top and giggled for probably 30 minutes. So last night, when it was time for bed, we sat on the bottom bunk to read stories. Then it was time to say goodnight. Eliot gave out hugs and kisses and walked up to the top bunk. Not even five minutes later, I heard from the top of the stairs, “moooom-meeee!” I went up. “Uhm. Mommy? What if I need you?” he whispered.
“You obviously still know how to get me if you need me… I’m here right now,” I said.
“Ok,” he said, and I turned to leave. “Mommy? What if I need to go to the potty?”
“You can just climb out of bed and go to the potty.” I turned to leave again.
“Ok. But Mommy?”
I stopped again. “Yes?”
“I think I’ll be more comfortable on the bottom bunk.”
So we collected all of the animals, blankets, pillows and other Very Special Items and climbed into the bottom bunk. I gave out another round of hugs and kisses and asked if he was comfortable. He smiled and snuggled into bed.

When I came to check on him a little while later he was almost asleep, in the top bunk! Along with every single one of his Very Special Items. I climbed up and whispered to him, “Eliot! You are in the top bunk! What happened?” He whispered back, “Well, I was trying to go to sleep on the bottom bunk and all of a sudden I realized I wasn’t scared anymore. So I brought everything back up here and went to sleep.” That really brought a smile to my face! How wonderful would it be if we could all just realize we are not scared of things!

it really was a bad day..

Yesterday was a bad day for me. The first thing I did when I woke up was to spill a big glass of milk all over the kitchen. Then I forgot Eliot’s nap mat when we got to school and had to drive back over there with it. When I stepped into the parking lot at lunch time, the rain poured down on my head as I remembered that my umbrella was in the car. After work, when I got to my car, it was COVERED in bird poo. Neither of the cars next to me had any on them. Just me. I called Brian. “I have BIRD POO on my CAR!!” I sobbed. “I’m sure it’s ok, Kim. Bird poo happens.” Brian is way too reasonable. “You don’t understand, Brian! It’s a LOT of poo!” “Ok, ok! I’ll clean it up when you get home.”

While Brian (who had to admit it WAS a lot of poo) was kind enough to clean my car, I went inside and curled up on the sofa with Eliot. “Eliot,” I said, “I had a really bad day. I need a little snuggle.” He pulled his juice straw out of his mouth, but didn’t take his eyes off of the T.V. “Well, Daddy said that you thought you were having a bad day, but it really wasn’t that bad.” Then he popped that straw right back in his mouth.

Hm. I guess Daddy's day just got a little worse, too! He just doesn't know it yet.

Mom of the year!

Eliot’s class does “The Daily News” every morning. Ms Traci pulls someone’s name out of a hat, and they have to tell the class some bit of “news” going on in their life. The news item range from rambling stories about going to grandma’s to items such as, “I like toast.” Ms Traci writes the stories down on a big paper for all to see. Well, earlier this week I saw that Eliot had done the daily news. His news item was: “I went to Disney World and slid down the big slide.” I was surprised to see that Eliot went to Disney World, and naturally wondered when he had snuck away for such a trip.

Me: Eliot! You did not go to Disney World! Why did you tell that to your class??
Eliot: Yes I did! I did! I did go to Disney World.
Me: I’m sure I would know if you had done that.
Eliot: Yes! You were there! And Daddy, too!
Me: Were you dreaming of that? When you were sleeping?
Eliot: NO! It happened, remember?? We went to Disney World and I slid down the big slide and we played whack-a-mole, and we got tickets!

You could have seen the light bulb appear over my head from the next city.
Me: Eliot? Do you mean Chuck E Cheese?
Eliot: Yes, Chuck E Cheese…. Disney World…. It’s all the same thing. Like sometimes I might say I’m driving down a “ROAD” and sometimes I say “STREET”. You know. The same thing.

This, of course, nominates me for Mom of the year. What other kid gets to go to Disney World whenever he wants? All we need is a roll of quarters and about an hour to kill.

Easter '08

We had a pretty good Easter at the Cornett house. The good ole bunny brought some outdoor toys – a kite, some bubbles and a baseball mitt – along with some candy. The Easter Bunny also did what he normally does – he hid all the eggs, despite the fact that the cat knocked the basket off the table the night before and cracked every last one of them. Staying true to form, Eliot thought the bunny story was quaint, but completely infeasible. “How could he have hidden all of those eggs,” he reasoned, “when he doesn’t even have any thumbs!?” Of course. Of all of the flaws in the Easter Bunny story, the fact that he doesn’t have thumbs stands out to Eliot as the ridiculous portion.

Anyway, after all that fun, we headed to Deenie’s house for a fabulous Easter lunch. We had a chicken a la king sort of dish served over waffles. It was really amazingly delicious! Eliot had just waffles with syrup and fruit – possibly one of his favorite meals of all time. Our evening was pretty low-key after all of excitement, but still included copious amounts of jelly beans.