tonight i called my mom while she was trying to put the babies to bed. tough job for the grandma when her primary job is to butter them up with treats and chocolate and then send them on their way. but with a c-sectioned mom in the hospital and a dad away on business, it was grandma's turn to run the show. a disciplinarian, she is not.
so while the "put on your pajamas" talk wasn't working for her.... i told her to put jared on the phone and i'd take care of it. i wanted to believe i had some pull with the 6 year old.
in his sweetest, lispy voice, he told me stories of visiting the hospital after school and "counting the months"... reciting january, february, march, april, may, june, july, august, september, october, november and december.
i asked him if he would give baby mason a kiss for me.... and before i knew it, i negotiated him up to 209 kisses. and then he broke into laughter at the absurdity of kissing 209 times.
and after all the sweet talk, when i asked him if he was ready for bed and if he'd put his pajamas on yet, he said, "i guuuueeeeesssssssss so." and then he asked if i could come over tomorrow.
achy breaky!
and then he passed the phone to seanny boy. five yes/no answers into our conversation, he broke out the big guns and said that mason is still at the doctor's, but when you kiss him and hug him he doesn't cry. but when you don't kiss him and hug him, he cries. so we better kiss him and hug him.
i can't even handle it.
and so........ to ease the pain, i sifted through the archives of baby photos.
jared scott
june 2005
sean ashton, the cabbage patch doll
june 2007
brotherly love
april 2007
brotherly love
february 2011
someone get me to san diego!
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