Sunshine, Lollipops and Rainbows

I spent most of my day today wishing that time would stand still, and some of my day wishing it would hurry up so that we could escape the terrible twos. We spent the morning walking across to the shopping malls to pick up a few things, namely groceries. The kids did pretty good and were rewarded with a lollipop part way through our errands. Camilla is such a good little walker and Joe slept almost the whole time we were out. By the time we got home and ate some lunch, Hyrum was in the middle of his fifth meltdown of the day. He needed a nap. While he was napping Camilla and I went out front and drew on the sidewalk together. She has changed so much since turning four and loves to spend time with people. I couldn't resist drawing and laughing with her. She has become so creative and artsy.

When we came in, she went downstairs to cool off while I snuggled up with Joe and gave him his bottle. I watched his eyes become heavy and eventually close. All I could think was can I please just snuggle you all day? I held onto him for a good half hour before placing him in his bed. He slept away the entire afternoon. I kept thinking that he would be up any minute but each time I went to check on him he was sleeping soundly.

Hyrum woke from his nap in a much better mood. I sat on the floor to give him a squeeze and a smooch. It turned into one of his favorite games and he began running at me, arms open wide, for a knock your socks off kind of hug. Although this two year old gig is hard, it's moments like this that make it all worth it.

After dinner I ran upstairs to grab the kids Jammies and heard a flush. I knew exactly who it was, I just didn't know what went down the toilet. I asked Hyrum what he flushed and he kept replying, "zee-zer". I asked, "what?" His reply stayed the same. After about ten tries I literally couldn't contain my laughter. It was like he was speaking a different language and I couldn't for the life of me figure out what went down the toilet. "Lizard? Did you flush the lizard?" Ah, yes. Camilla just came up the stairs as we figured it out and promptly burst into tears. "My Liiiiiiizaaaaard!" Mike and I looked at each other and just had to laugh. She continued crying through night prayers and couldn't be consoled. That girl gets pretty attached to her toys. I'm pretty sure lizard is long gone.