Maybe I need a "bad mom" button. Becca?
Anyhow, this morning the kids and I went to a 5K to benefit our school district. We had a blast. The run itself was beautiful. Plus, Lilly started out by really running... running and laughing and yelling and running and laughing some more.
For maybe a block. Then, you know, her legs got tired.
She spent some time in the stroller with Zac. Some walking or running. Some picking flowers. And some on my shoulders.
I. Took. No. Pictures.
After the run there was a whole block party - hot dogs, jumping castles, face painting, ponies... the whole thing. I did take this one picture of Lilly on the pony on my phone. It's blurry.
Bad mom. Got home, and I realized that my fears had been realized. My haphazard application of sunscreen on Zac had not done the trick. Look at his little cheeks!
The thing is, I'm so lucky that I have two spunky, beautiful, wonderful kids who will fight one minute and hug the next.
On another note, Zac has turned from a baby to a little boy overnight.
Not just in looks, but in his actions. He is getting so determined and specific with his play. He wants things a certain way, which leads to frustration if it's not that way. He knows some rules (and that a flirty smile helps when he gets told "no").
Lilly also is getting more "mature." I now have to call her "Diego" more often than "Dora." I love her stories and jokes. Potty training and big girl bed training are coming right along. It must be tough to be 3!
Ok, so when all is said and done, I don't think I'm a bad mom. I have plenty of "bad mom moments," but I promise that I'm just teasing myself by labeling each of them! If I truly thought I was a bad mom, I probably wouldn't share any of it and, instead, only "perfect mom moments." If only I could think of any... :)