Top Ten Reasons Why I Love EB!

Top ten reasons why I love Energizer Bunny:

10. In the morning, when my curly hair is all crazy and going every which way, he looks at me and says, “Mommy, I like your hair.  It’s cute!”

9.  He sings along with the CD of his favorite songs I burned for him.  Favorites such as “Lollipop”, “Shake Your Booty”, and the soundtracks to “Cars”, “Wall-e”, “Bolt”, and “Curious George”. Yes, it’s loud and off key most of the time, but it’s precious.

8. He LOVES people!!!  They give him an extra surge of energy.  And, thankfully, most people love him back.

7.  He’s 110% boy.  He loves all things loud, dirty, active, mechanical, outdoorsy, sports related, and silly!

6. He hasn’t learned yet that chores are no fun.  He gladly helps out with dishes, cooking, laundry, and vacuuming.  His favorite is spraying Windex on glass.  Now THAT is a blast!  Unfortunately he sometimes decides to do said chores without supervision, resulting in a mess, but nonetheless, he’s doing chores!

5. He’s learning to minister to people already.  When the sitter was putting him to bed one evening, he said to her, “Don’t be afraid of the dark, Bekah.  God will protect you.”

4. He has three fairly tattered blue blankies that he’s had since he was a baby.  He adores them!  When he is falling asleep he nestles his nose in them.  It’s been his self-soothing method for three years now. 

3. He LOVES water! Not to drink, mind you, but to play in.  Whether it’s at the beach, the pool, the water hose in the backyard, the dog’s water bowl, the bath tub, or just a random cup of water that someone left sitting on the table.  Wherever there is water, you will find my son.  Soaking wet.

2.  Now this next one is kind of a love/hate.  Energizer Bunny is a problem solver extrodanaire.  Since he was itty-bitty he was manuevering objects to climb over baby gates.  If he wants to accomplish something, he will creatively and methodically find a way.  After reading number 3, you can probably see why I refuse to get an above ground swimming pool!

1. God gave him especially to me!

Aftermath

I really just wanted fifteen more minutes of sleep.  Just fifteen.  But cold little hands were poking at my eyes.  Energizer Bunny’s voice whispered at me.  (I use the term “whispered” loosely.) “Mommy.  Mommy!  MOMMY!”  In hopes of catching just a few more winks, I walked him back to his room, turned on the light, and told him to play in his room for a little while.  I crawled back in bed and hoped for the best.  Drifting in and out of sleep, I heard no major noises from Energizer Bunny’s room.  My plan was working. Isnuggled into my pillow and smiled. At some point he wandered back into my room…no pj’s on…soaking wet.  My first thought was that he wet the bed, but upon inspection of the bed I realized that was not the case.  Energizer Bunny looked at me said, “Mommy, it’s a big mess.”  I froze.  What exactly is a big mess?  “Downstairs…it’s a big mess!” 

We headed downstairs and I cautiously peeked around every corner before entering the various rooms.  It didn’t take long for me to see his big mess.  Big mess?  Not hardly. Complete path of destruction? That’s more like it.  A disaster of humongous proportions had hit my kitchen.  My first reaction was to call the governor and declare an immediate state of emergency.  After I began breathing and oxygen was once again travelling to my brain, I thought better of it.  I stood there in complete shock and surveyed the damage.  My eyes first landed on the fish tank.  A three foot perimeter of water surrounded it.  Various cups and kitchen utensils floated in the tank.  Two golf clubs were sticking out of it.  Hubby would be just thrilled, and the fish would need therapy.  Next I observed that my spice rack had been completely emptied….completely.  About twelve empty spice bottles cluttered the floor along with their savory contents…there was an especially large amount of coriander because, honestly, who uses coriander?  The microwave door stood open.  Next to it laid a bag of microwave popcorn, opened, with buttery kernels everywhere.  Lastly, I spied the cookie jar…which, incidently, had beef jerkey in it and not cookies.  Several Slim Jim’s lay opened, half gnawed on, and then discarded in disgust.  Just lovely.

There was nothing to do but explain to Energizer Bunny how he shouldn’t….hmmm, well, destroy things.  We immediately began cleaning up the “big mess”.  (Again, I use the term “we” loosely).  Lesson learned?  Not for Energizer Bunny…he still destroys things.  I, however, learned that extra sleep is just not worth it.  Even fifteen minutes.

Zen Moment

Picture this.  Eight am.  Wooden bench on backyard deck.  Cool breeze.  Fresh scent of dewey roses.  Bright red sunrise.  Amaretto coffee.  Sound heavenly?  It was…for about 30 seconds.  Then I was joined by the Energizer Bunny and his dog.  The Energizer Bunny, aka my three year old son, decided that it was the perfect time to practice his percussion skills, utilizing croquet mallets and the dog’s metal bowl.  Nice.  The dog decided that it was the perfect time to practice her I-can-bark-louder-than-the-neighbor’s-dog skills. Again, nice.  I  took myself to higher plane of existence that would put Buddhist monks to shame in order to drown out the chaos and attempt to continue my relaxing moment.  Mommies have amazing skills like that.  Not long after, the Spit-up Queen, aka my seven month old daughter, decided that it was time to eat.  Zen moment over. 

Yes.  That is a glimpse into my morning…and as few and far between as the zen moments are, I wouldn’t change it for the world!