Oh don't worry about thread drift, all the more fun.
spork--he didn't go out last night--he never gives me that kind of trouble. There's even a case of beer I bought this last summer in a cooler in the basement--and he never even helps himself! His brothers however...are another story.
Thank you for all the sweet things and well wishes from everyone
I did talk with him on the eve of his birthday, reminding him about the 'it's okay little momma' thing. He just got this smile that crept onto his face. He knows how much I love him.
There was another story from when he was little and so adorable it almost hurts!
We, their dad and I, didn't start out being the best parents. No manual.
So, we sometimes used bad language, until one day, the first born started repeating things he had heard. We were horrified, mostly at ourselves! The word 'fork' didn't sound like 'fork' and the word 'truck' didn't sound like 'truck' either, if you get my drift.
By the time the second one began speaking, when he could get a word in edgewise over his older brother, we had begun to be much more careful with setting examples and using better language.
The youngest--the little one--had the advantage of being born 5 years later, after his parent's were more well trained.
He was 1 or 2, just walking and talking. He became angry with me (for what, I cannot remember) and as he approached me, he raised his tiny index finger, pointing at me and shaking it at me. He began to say something accusatory--but hesitated--like he could not find the exact right words. He kept shaking his finger at me as though I was bad and he was so angry with me. Then he said ' YOU--YOU--YOU--MOMMA'!!!
I never felt so dirty in my life. So THAT was the worst thing he could think of to call me!!! My eyes filled with tears of laughter and I tried to keep a straight face. He put so much effort into letting me know how he felt, well I just had to take him seriously.
That was the day 'MOMMA' became a bad word.
So if you are going to take away all the really bad words, that's all you've got left, 'MOMMA'.
As for my new era, I'm going to think of it as an empty nest. I just need to figure out what I want to put in the nest. I am going to start with designing a bedroom and bath downstairs, many more curtains instead of shades, a new job, more and better gardens, lots of cooking, back to walking for exercise.
Thanks for listening (reading)!