Category Archives: O’Baby

Hooky

Today, Bubba played hooky from school. It was a beautiful, sunny, warm day. We watched O’Baby with Blondie.

We really didn’t do much. We didn’t go anywhere, unless you count the sporting goods store. (We got Bubba a really great new mitt.)
We just hung out.

Bubba and O’Baby played out on the deck with the water toys on and off all day. Blondie gave Ruthie a bath. Blondie and Bubba attempted to get O’Baby to nap on the big bed. The Princess and Blondie went shopping. Blondie helped me shampoo the rugs. The Princess fixed Bro’s do-it-yourself haircut. Everybody was over for dinner again.

Bubba occasionally would say, “I really like playing hooky!”

One by one, everyone left or turned in. The house got quieter and quieter. Now the night breeze floats in through the window. The fresh air clears the cobwebs out of my head and carries my worries away.

I really like playing hooky too.

Walk

Today was such a nice day. The Princess, O’Baby, Blondie and I all walked the one and a half miles to Bubba’s school to pick him and his friend up.

It was warm, but very windy. We walked against the wind on the way there, up and down some pretty good hills. It was fun but tough. We had a good time, but on the way home, O’Baby got cranky and The Princess had to speed back to my house ahead of us.

Blondie and I were happy to keep pace with the dawdling boys. When we got home, I grilled some steaks and we all ate outside. Since my new dining table doesn’t arrive until Saturday.

As nice as it was outside, O’Baby had a hard time paying attention to his meal. But we had a nice time together. Even Bro and Koby were there.

It’s been so nice to have my whole family together the past few days. The house is full and loud and happy.
Come to think of it, so am I.

Loud

When I came home from work tonight, my family was complete. In my home.

Blondie was in from Chicago.
Bro was over for dinner.
The Princess, Koby and O’Baby were paying a visit.
Bubba and Hubby were home.

The house was loud. The music of many voices filled the place. It was home.

I am defined by the people I love. The people I am in love with. My family.

Dancing

I had high hopes for this weekend.
Actually, I was happy my whole family was able to go to Chicago for my niece’s wedding.
Then I was happy that the only disfiguring bruises were on Bro, and they were easily covered with makeup by The Princess.
Then I was really happy that I got a couple of wonderful family pictures done by the wedding photographer.
Then I was thrilled to see my sister and her kids.

I would have been happy to stop right there. The weekend would have been a complete success just by meeting the above criteria.
But then we danced at the wedding.

I couldn’t restrain Bubba through dessert. He HAD to dance. So he and Bro went out there and danced. It was something to see. The bride hadn’t even had her first dance yet. People hadn’t finished dinner.
Then the DJ played ‘Rock with You.” Hubby and O’Baby hit the floor. And so did The Princess, Blondie, Bro, Bubba and I. We just couldn’t help it.

We passed O’Baby around until he finally said, “Enough” and made us put him down. The boy can shake what God gave him and I’m not lying. The lights and speakers attracted him like a magnet. Everywhere he went, a circle of dancers formed around him. He was clapping and marching and shaking his booty.
Bubba was throwing himself all around the dance floor, spinning and flipping and sweating and smiling.
We must have danced every dance. We did take a time-out when Meeghan and Jimmy had their first dance, but that was probably our only break.
Bro and I sandwiched Blondie a la “Night at the Roxbury.”
We all danced with each other, and with everybody else. If no one else was around we each danced alone.

It was a wonderful night. The food was great, the ceremony was beautiful. We danced until 10:45, when we finally were able to wrestle O’Baby into his coat. He could have gone all night.

How wonderful it all was. We looked good, we danced a lot, we were together. We were so happy.
The evening exceeded any expectation I could have had.
How lucky are we?

Turn the page

So The Princess and O’Baby moved out today.

Bubba and I watched O’Baby all day while The Princess and Koby and Daniel and Bro moved all their stuff out. We went to the kids’ museum and ran around and played and ended up getting soaked at the water tables. Then we went out to lunch, where O’Baby ate chicken on a stick.

Nothing better than chicken on a stick!

We came home and attempted a nap while Bubba went to a friend’s house. Then we watched everybody come in and out, carrying furniture and boxes and bags.

O’Baby only cried a little bit once – when a certain song came on the CD player that reminded him of Mom. But he was fine immediately. He was so unsettled all day, but mostly happy and goofy. He is a wonderful boy and we are very good friends, he and I.

There’s still a bunch of their stuff around the house. It’ll take a while for it all to be moved out. But the house is less in a state of flux now. When it was so messy and disorganized, it kind of played with everyone’s psyche. The disorder caused anxiety in every one of us.

Now, when I get a chance, I will clear all the clutter and restore order. The house will look calm and peaceful, so our minds will be too.

Yes, I miss them already, but it was time. Now we will be like most families. The kids will bring the grandkids over, or we will visit them. That’s okay. We were lucky to have them here with us for almost two years. We were so fortunate to see O’Baby grow from a sprout, and his mother mature into, well, a mother.

I know how lucky we were. Now it’s just Hubby and me and Bubba and the dogs. A compact family unit. We will relearn our interactions, discover new sides to each other, and explore different areas of our relationships. I look forward to devoting time to only Bubba. He’s a great kid and we’re lucky to have him.

Just us three. The house is quiet.

Until Bro moves back in April.