I realized this morning that I am no longer Mommy. Daddy is Daddy but I am now only known as Mom. Mama if I'm lucky. When did I just become "Mom"? In my mind, mom is what a big kid, well, calls their mom. Mommy is not needed any more to give super good morning hugs, to make dinosaur peanut butter and jelly sandwiches or to help chase out bad guys from the closet. Now the only time I am Mommy is when Dylan needs something he can't do on his own. And that doesn't happen very often any more. Yes, we still have our special moments together but I know I will miss being Mommy. I am still the only one who knows where the launch pad is in his room, which side of his monster truck blanket is the cold side, what song is the perfect accompaniment to teeth brushing and how to cuddle during the scary parts of a movie. I guess Mom is good enough for me.
Because I didn't download any pictures for a while, and then it was after Christmas and things got wild for a while I kind of skipped over the actual holiday so several weeks late, here is how we spent our Christmas. I didn't get any pictures when we were over at Shane's family's house but we spent lots of time over there too. All four kids in one picture together! Warner kind of blends into the tree skirt but his little baldish head stands out. Luckily the matching pajamas I bought for the boys last year still fit too. Head lamps for spying on Santa. Opening presents was a daunting task for Lincoln. I think this was when he realized asking only for a "princess and a peanut butter and jelly sandwich" wasn't the best of ideas. Don't worry he got plenty spoiled. The messy aftermath. Lincoln playing in his new tiny little kitchen. My brother and dad at our house. My mom and brother decorating a giant gingerbread...
This was so tender. You are a terrific, loving mother/mom.
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