It has been a while since I've posted... sorry to those who check regularly! Here is the latest shot of our kiddo's before bed in, yes, matching jammies. I know a day will come where I can't put them in matching clothes, but until then, I'm living it up! :) Grayson earned himself a 6 minute time out today. He was a bit unruly in the grocery story and after several attempts (and obvious failures), Geoff promptly informed him he would be getting a time out when he got home. Upon hearing the news, Grayson got a bit of a sassy mouth and earned 2 additional minutes for spouting off to Geoff, which of course, threw him into hysterics. So we are driving home and Grayson is telling me how he doesn't want the time out, getting more upset the more he focused on it. Finally sick and tired of hearing him rant, I turned around and said, "Grayson, COOL YOUR JETS!" And then it hit me... I'm becoming my mother. The déjà vu of it all swept me away to my own childhood where phrases like "cool your jets" and "do as I say, not as I do" came to mind. I can't tell you how many times I heard that phrase growing up... and from what I remember, it worked... although my mom would have to vouch for that. And this time, with Grayson, it worked. Either that, or he realized I wasn't listening to it anymore since I was pondering the phrase that was once used on me some 20 years ago.
There was a time in my life when I wanted to become anything but my mother... but now, I don't mind it very much...
