Learning by Momosis

Boys and bags finally in the car … and there’s Roo, grinning at me from the backseat and holding up and empty bottle of Cherry Children’s Tylenol.
I passed through shock, horror, really pissed off, and sad in about 7 seconds. Roo was offering up some type of explanation that involved Spiderman. Oy vey.
Bear, seeing I’m in [...]

I’m not sure why I’ve decided the this is the moment for a long-delayed new post on the blog, as it has already become obvious that my brain is in desparate need of an oil change. Or something like that.
But hey, the blog’s not dead, it’s only a flesh wound!
The urgent matters of life have [...]

Do you want to go to your room?
Stop running around with that broom!
Quit throwing your toys
You loud little boys
You’re no match for the mother of doom

Gall Bladder Ambulance Pancreas
My dear friend it looks like you’re a mess
I’m sorry you’re sick
As for this limerick
There’s just nothing funny to say about that
We love you. Get well soon.
-Limerick of the Day #3

I like how LOTD, short for Limerick of the Day, is almost LOTR for Lord of the Rings.  I suppose it could be LOTD for Lord of the Dance. Heh.
I’m stalling, aren’t I?
Without further adieu, here’s poem #2:
There once was a little boy Bear
Who never sat still in his chair
He’ll spin for an hour
That’s his [...]

In the spirit of odd blogging self-assignments,  I plan on posting a momosis-related limerick every day. I can’t promise they will be good, but at least they will be brief. Here we go:
There once was a little boy named Roo
Who always had trouble with poo
He won’t use the potty
It’s not that he’s naughty
Butt what’s a poor [...]

I’m sitting here in bed at 1:30 am with Roo on my right, Bear on my left, and Hubby in Isaac’s twin bed down the hall. It’s what works best for us right now. Thank God for backlit keyboards!
Actually, just as I was beginning to type, Roo woke up, sat up, gave me a big [...]

Roo had nightmare tonight, and in order for him to calm down and get back to sleep I had to cup my hands tightly over his ears for over 10 minutes. The regular routine was helping him, and then he actually put my hands over his ears and held them down tightly and said something [...]

The boys are playing cars and have two NASCAR-style cars that look the same. They are talking with the Racer X and Speedracer cars.
Isaac/Speedracer: “Hi, what are your names?”
Reggie/other cars:  “We’re Reggie and Isaac! We’re not twins. We’re a year apart!”
When I say we have the “twin conversation” with someone almost every time we go out [...]

This is what I get when I tell Bear he needs to sit at the table to eat his lollipop… not exactly what I had in mind, but not surprising either. Metaphorically speaking, I feel I get a response like this from Roo and Bear for just about every little thing I may ask them to do. It is [...]