kay and jay...

there will be much gushing mommy-talk going on here today over my darling kids...so be prepared...

i've talked lots about my eldest but have quite neglected my youngest...so it's time...i think i will stop calling my kids ~the eldest~ and ~the youngest~…they will be known as kay and jay from now on…much easier dontchathink?...anyhoodle…my kids are so great…they remind me of this of this every single day…in so many different ways…i have this habit of asking them casually (key) every day…”so how was your day”…and with this nonchalant prompt i get all the dirt i want…they tell me everything…the good stuff and the bad stuff…i have to sit with them when they bath…they like to chat then…even though kay is now 12 and discreetly puts his facecloth over his dangly bits because the dangly bits have sprouted some fluff and this is quite private…which is good…sigh…once again i will have to say this…he’s growing up too quickly!!!!....what’s so cute is that they both come and sit with me when i bath…i cover deedee for the occasion…and the bubbles cover the rest...and the first thing they ask is “…so how was your day…”like little grown up people returning the favour…and i have to tell them everything…"ok" just doesn’t cut it…one thing that i get to hear every so often, which i cherish so much is this...mommy you are the greatest mommy in the whole wide world...ah...i don't deserve it but i love it...say it again i tell them...say it again sweetheart! ...jay is such a complex eight year old…he unfortunately inherited his dad’s bad temper…and is known to punch anyone or anything close to him when he’s angry…the punch comes after the most awful furious-growly-scream you have ever heard…he’s got some issues…i had them checked out by a shrink…verdict…they’re both generally ok after the divorce…jay has anger issues…which sucks big time…so i’ve taught him some tricks in dealing with the immediate fury…walk away…for a 8 year old to follow these steps while blind-as-a-bat-furious is quite remarkable…he’s mastered that one, and i think that is quite something, there is always hope…i found him in my parents room one time…sitting all alone on the bed…he told me “i got so maaaaaaaaaaad at my cousin i just had to come cool down a bit”…i’m so glad he’s handling this anger…it’s not an easy thing…but he’s coping…this is one thing that i vowed to “change” in him…a angry child=an angry adult man=big trouble…otherwise he’s quite the social butterfly at school, according to his teacher he’s very popular…although he doesn’t seem to have that one great pal he’s sort of floating and it doesn’t seem to bother him ...so i’m watching silently from the sideline…he is so intense…and lovable...adorable...always busy...and loves to play...i have to send out a search party when it gets dark cause he will just play until the sun comes up, or until he's hungry,again...he is known to eat 5 slices of bread, one after the other...when he's hungry....and he loves his mommy very intensely, no half measures…i am smothered with hugs and kisses every day…both my boys will tell me they love me easily 10 times every day…i'm not bragging...but it's so precious, and it's going to pass somehow, so while i have these miracles in my everyday life i'm taking all i can get…jay still fits on my lap…which is such a plus…i can’t bear to think that i won’t be able to cuddle my babies anymore…i don't know what i would do without them...so i cherish every single day i have with them...