Hugs and Thugs

I didn't have any earth shattering revelations today. Today was just 'a day'. Daughter is still doing her whiny moaning things all day long but my son is mysteriously good and happy. Is it strange that I am concerned when he is not slamming his head onto the floor or screaming with such intensity his lips change color?

Today, he was funny, polite, listened and was very sweet. I sheepishly smiled and looked at his big eyes when he came over to give me a hug. Who is this child!?! His naps, straight down, not a peep. Bedtime, laughed on the changing table instead of trying to tear my eyes out and kick me in the stomach. I guess he's having a good day. I hope it will continue until tomorrow and maybe the day after that (greedy!).

It never fails that when one is in an up swing, one will be in a down swing. There has been one such day that both were fantastic. I remember it well. It was in March. Two laughing children, perfect long naps, and not a fuss was heard. My husband came home from work and asked how the day was, I exclaimed PERFECT! Who knows what happened that day or what planets came into alignment but I was grateful for it.

Today we went to The Dolphin Mall to purchase cleats and a new batting glove for my husband. I've finally convinced him to try out for a hardball league in town. He's nervous. He was the talk of the Richmond/Rosenburg town when he was in high school and a well written about baseball player. But it seems nowadays he knows that his athletic form is not what it used to be, but nonetheless he's going to give it a shot.

While at this glorious mall (it truly is breath taking), I saw a few kids in strollers that made me sick to my stomach. Drinking kool-aid and cola out of bottles, eating skittles by the handfuls, and 3 year old that was so obese he just kind of sunk and disappeared into his stroller while he munched on his Wetzel's Pretzel. Shut up me...stop judging (it's just SO hard).