The Weekend in Review

It’s not too often that we get an entire day to ourselves, just the three of us, since work schedules took a crazy spin. When Friday rolled  around, we enjoyed a beautiful day of raking leaves. Just a couple of weeks ago, the leaves were vibrant with color… oranges, yellows, reds. Now they are brown. When they are brown they are either crunchy and crumble into dust, or they are soggy from rain and covered in a slimy film. Luckily, ours were brown and crunch. Unfortunately, that meant small pieces of leaves down your pants in inevitable. Darn.

We spent Saturday finishing up the leaves. We have to move them to the curb so the city can pick them up. Anyway, we finished up the job, and Hubs went off to work. It was more of a laid back day, not a whole lot going on. When Hubs returned from work, we were able to have dinner and watch some TV. I like nights like that, where we can just hang out.

Alas, today is Sunday. The day of going to Urgent Care because Chubbs might have pink eye. Turns out, he not only has pink eye but the start of an ear infection. So antibiotics were started, eyes have been wiped and degunked (I don’t spare the details, so I?), and episodes of Hannah Montana have been watched. It has been the laziest day ever. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I love cuddling with my little man and watching movies and cartoons. I love reading on Twitter, and having the dogs bark at random noises outside.

I love being a mom. It has it’s downsides (like prying open an eye to get ointment applied while a child thrashes about and screams), and it has it upsides (the “I love you mommy”, and “You’re the best”). I sat here, with two chihuahuas and a four year old, cuddled under a blanket watching “Toy Story”, and just felt so lucky. Forget the illness, tissues everywhere, dishes needing washed, laundry washed, I had my favorite person in the world. Sure, he can be a small pain in my butt, but I would give the world to him if I could.

Sometimes I think we all take the really small things for granted. It’s not everyday that I get to cuddle. It’s not everyday that there’s a warm blanket over top of us while we giggle about “Hannah Montana”. Whether your child is ill or not, get some cuddle time in!