A few hours later, while I was in the middle of a high energy dance number in the kitchen, I asked Eli, "Who likes my dancing?" (expecting him to say he did - like he always does). He turned a cool eye on me and told me "No one does." I told him literally thousands of people would beg to differ.
Also today, when I was looking at the "news" on my computer (really it was people.com), a picture of Conan O'Brien was on the screen. Marina pointed to it and said, "Mommy". Thinking she meant the computer is mine I went to the next picture. She said nothing. I flipped back to Conan. She said, "Mommy" again. Apparently I look just like a tall, red haired man.
It's a good thing I have a rather overblown sense of self because today might just take me down a notch or two.
Speaking of awesome... In other news, I've discovered that my baby monitor occasionally picks up the conversations of a family that lives nearby. We must have the same monitor or be operating on the same frequency. Since I'm a chismosa (see Spanish translation), I often sit and listen. There's never anything interesting going on, except maybe an overwrought mom with sassy little kids (since I have an active imagination and have seen too many movies, I'm always listening for some clues to a crime - so far nothing). It occurred to me recently that if I can hear them, they can probably hear us too. For this reason, I have started to add a little extra "something" to my nightly serenades to my children. I would not at be surprised to come home and find a note of appreciation taped to my front door.
Just a little more evidence that while I have been bashed and insulted by my children, I still retain the title as #1 mom, at least for today.
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