Admittedly, I’ve been feeling a little down this week. Three of my friends have lost a parent in the last week, my teen girls are going through the ups and downs of middle school and high school, and my baby boy turns 8 this weekend and he’s so sad his friends can’t come to his baptism (stupid-covid). When the people around me feel sad, I feel sad too. And of course, there’s the things I can’t say in a blog post. This week just feels heavy.
Maybe because the lows have felt low this week, the moments that made me laugh felt like literal pieces of heaven. Let me share a few.
The other night, my teens made their lunches, which included leftover soup in Thermos’. On a whim, they were inspired to color-code their entire lunches to match their Thermos. And then they texted me pictures.
It really made me laugh. They are my children! I mean, look at these babies.
Snoring on Zoom
I overheard one of my daughters’ zoom calls where someone fell asleep and snored for a good 20 minutes. It gave me a good case of the giggles. Kudos to all the people who could carry-on like there wasn’t the rhythmic sounds of snoring as a consistent background noise!
We’re big fans of Taco Night around here. My usual tacos are super basic (crunchy shells, meat, cheese, lettuce, and tomato), but my family goes through a lot of tacos in one night. Part of our taco night ritual that makes me laugh every time: Brian refers to what falls out of his tacos as “Taco Drippings.”
Brian says his favorite part of Taco Night are the drippings. He loves to eat Taco Drippings.
I’m not sure how the term started, but it can’t be said without making me laugh. Taco Drippings. 🤣 And the way he loves them so much. He even eats my taco drippings, which he may do because it makes me laugh every time. The boy lives to make me laugh. It’s one of my favorite things about him.
I honestly can’t believe my baby is about to be 8.
Back to Work
This post felt good to write, to focus on the highlights of my week and think about the things that made me laugh. Now I’ll go back to trying to make my boys’ birthday as fun as possible without a party or friends coming over.
Today I made a couple of things for him to wear to make the day cooler. A shirt with an 8 on it and a mask with vinyl writing “Birthday #8.” I’m grasping at straws here!
My concussion last fall makes me wonder what I’ll remember in 10 years. Will these be my memories of motherhood that stick out to me. I hope so, I hope I remember what makes me laugh.