When daddy's gone?

OK, so what's the deal with my kids when daddy's gone? Last night Eric headed back to Chicago for an Augie Alumni Event at Wrigley Field to watch the Cubs. (Even though he's a die hard Sox fan?) As Eric would say in this situation, he had to take one for the team (team being Augie and go to a Cubs game) Anyway... Last night JUDE had a knock down drag out; screaming, kicking, crying FIT! He basically wanted to watch a movie and not take a bath? Where do kids get off thinking they can control us the parents? Well, it didn't work last night and I wasn't having it. SO... naked butt Jude sat on his bed, in the dark, with his door shut! WOW, I was firm for a whole 2 min. OK, yup it breaks my heart when he gets that mad, but I stood my ground for 2 minutes. Then I went into his room and asked him to come to me and I just sat and held him until he quit crying. Gosh, I love this kid. Even when I'm furiously mad at him I have to smile and remind myself what a super fantastic kid he is. I love him to death! He then on his own, told me "Sorry MAMA!" GREAT, I thought since daddy's gone, both kids are sleeping with me.

It's kinda a joke when Eric's gone. Eric will call and always ask if the kids are in bed with me when he's out of town. If I say yes he kindly reminds me that I won't get much sleep since their feet will be in my back most of the night. And as right as Eric is I love having the kids in bed with me when he's gone.

Ya just gotta love your kids. They are the most amazing little people in the entire world. Here's to Jude reminding me tonight, to "WAKE ME UP IN THE MORNING MOM" even though he wakes up every morning before I do.