Friday, March 20, 2009

Lig ol' Bips

There are moments I have with the babies sometimes that are so cute (at least to me) that I just don't want to forget them no matter how embarrassing and repulsive I come across in the story. It's also probably a little blurb that only I would appreciate. Brent is already aware of my nastiness, and he tolerates it which is all that matters anyway.

Tonight, right after the kids took a bath and were smelling so fresh and so clean clean, I just couldn't get enough hugs and kisses out of them. I absolutely love it after they have had a bath and right before bed when they are calm, clean, and perfect. It's the best! I bury my nose in their neck and try not to take little bites of them because they are so cute and sweet smelling. Anyway, I had pinned Callie down and was drowning her cute little belly in kisses. We were laughing and wallowing around, in complete blissful love. Anyway, at one point while I was admiring her, I watched her touch her lip, pretend she had something between her fingers (even though she absolutely didn't) and flick it towards the TV. For a brief second I thought, 'what the hell is she doing?', but quickly realized as I doubled over in a fit of laughter that she was mimicking one of my nasty habits!

Because I have fairly big lips and don't give a crap about chapstick, they are always dry and peeling. I am ALWAYS tearing off chunks of my lips and haphazardly flicking my dead lip skin wherever it shall land. It's horribly gross. It's something that is so common for me to do that I rarely even notice that I'm doing it unless I pick off a chunk that is too big and my lip starts bleeding profusely. It's a total auto-pilot type bad behavior thing that I ashamedly do.

Trust me, I do realize how disgusting it is that she would pick that up from me, but I cannot get over how much that runt absorbs my mannerisms. It's such a powerful responsibility to be a mother.

Despite the nastiness, my heart welled up bigger than it could handle and once again, I couldn't get over how lucky I am to be these precious little twinados' momma! I can't even handle it!

1 comment:

Heather said...

That's a pretty funny little story! Gross, yes...but I appreciate your honesty! We all have bad habits. Are you and the kids feeling better?