Wednesday, February 9, 2011

get on with your bad self


Well then there is Wells..

He came a titch on the stubborn side.

Some may call him a whiner.

But I can tolerate him more than others during his rough moments.

Bless his heart.

Yesterday Wells was not a very happy young man and wanted to make that fact known. As we finally got in the car to pick up the girls from school he fell asleep so I took the opportunity to call "Eliza Sissy Girl". We hadn't got too far when he woke up. The conversation went as followed:

"Wellsie do you want some chicken nuggets?"

Reached back and handed him the box.

"Don't throw them Wellsie."
"Don't you throw them."


Then under my breath forgetting I was on the phone I continued with, "Okay I am just going to pick these up and then get on with my bad self."

Eliza laughed and then I laughed because I realized how I probably must have just sounded. The thing about is was I was serious. You see I promised myself that morning I would not loose my cool. I prayed for extra patience. I actually pray for that many times a day. Sometimes it works and sometimes not so much. Always happy for another chance and another day.

Today when Wellsie was a wailing, I busted the camera out and took a picture of him in action. It made him wail some more but I didn't want to forget that moment so I continued to take more photos. One thing led to another and the next thing I found was a little boy in my arms after he said, "Hold me Momma".

We then had ourselves a little photo shoot.

We were friends again.

I love that little boy in all of his whiney glory.


  1. Wow that is really cute! I totally can just feel his crankiness coming out of those pictures. But sometimes, he just needs his momma to make it better. You are amazing at doing that for him!

  2. oh wellsie!!! So who took the pictures of you holding him???

  3. You are gorgeous! You look like a model! I totally understand that feeling of not being able to do it all, even though I have three less than you. It seems like even when we are doing as much as we can, there is always more that we can do and for some reason we feel bad that we can't get to that, too.

    PS Found your blog via Young House Love, and love it!