Chris Rock, when appearing on Oprah, shared his definition of being a successful parent to his two young daughters: Keep them off the pole. He was, of course, referring to strippers who dance on poles for money, but you also get a feeling he wasn't kidding.
Sadie already has developed a relationship to two yellow poles that we pass every time we go the park. She has to hug them. It's part OCD and part affection, but either way, it gives a mom pause to watch her young daughter refuse to walk by a pair of poles without hugging and kissing them.
As for Simon, let me tell you about his last 24 hours. He woke up this morning at 6:30 a.m. By 7:30 a.m., I had already changed his diaper 4 times. FOUR TIMES. One. Two. Three. Four. He seemed a little uncomfortable. Thinking back over the last 24 hours, I reflect that I literally ate almost a whole head of cauliflower. I am pretty sure that did not sit to well with Simon. Jeff makes a delicious roasted cauliflower with garlic and cheese, and so help us God, we both eat about a head in one sitting. The sad part is that I had to watch my poor son go through about a sleeve of diapers in one 8-hour period to recognize that I may have overdone it.
In other news, our interim nanny, Teresa, bid us farewell today. She has a new job nearby and our permanent nanny, Sabrina is on her way to use starting Monday. So much for creating stability by not working. So far I fired the cleaning lady, and had 2 nannies come and go. I think my children are learning some valuable lessons: Don't cross mommy when she's hormonal. Or maybe a better way to put it is that mommy wants the best for the family and she may have to go through some frogs to get to her princess nanny.