in june 2010, our lives got turned upside down in the best possible way: the birth of our awesome kiddo, john. in october 2013, brother charlie charged into our life to change the status quo again. and june 2016 brought us brother ben to round out our trio.

i'm proud to have "mom" at the top of the list of titles on my resume, but i'm also still a hard-working professional. how does a working mom juggle work and family? ride along with me and see if i can figure it out!

Monday, April 30, 2012

yay, egg!

what to do with messy, sticky-uppy hair?
add product and spike it more, of course!
somewhere around eight years ago, my husband and i went to zion national monument in utah for a weekend camping trip. when we lived in arizona, it was a snap to bop over to lots of places like zion - a half day's drive and we'd be in places that many people see only once in a lifetime on that family trip out west.

we went in october, so it was beautiful cool weather. we camped in the campground rather than staying in a cabin or the lodge. and surprisingly, the campground was pretty full. it was a strange little campground - flat, square, treeless campsites right next to each other, with odd ditches dug around all four sides of the site. but what the actual campsite lacked in character, it more than made up for with the view. it's nestled right into zion, and that has to be one of the single most beautiful places i've ever been.

at the campsite right next to us was a cute little boy named ethan and his parents. ethan was probably about two - probably right around john's age now. he came over to our campsite to tell us about "momus!" which was what he called thomas the tank engine. he showed us all his thomas toys, and sat at our picnic table while we chatted with his parents.

in the morning, while we were fixing our campstove oatmeal and getting ready to go hike angel's landing, we heard the most gleeful little voice i've ever heard. it was breakfast time next door, too, and ethan joyfully exclaimed, "yay, egg!" as his mom gave him a hard boiled egg to start his day. "yay, egg!" he cried again, with that unabashed excitement only a two-year-old can muster. and little ethan has stuck in my head all these years because of that exclamation.

this morning, john told me he wanted an egg for breakfast. we were running late, both of us unkempt and not ready to leave, but i thought of ethan and said, "sure, baby, let mommy scramble some egg for you."

and john climbed into his highchair, looked at me happily, and said, "yay, egg!"

ethan is probably in middle school now. but two-year-olds the world around can unite under his cry, and eat tasty protein-filled yummies for breakfast.!

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epilogue: i never did have time to properly fix john's hair this morning - to get some water to wet down the crazies from the way he slept on it. so we ran with it - grabbed a little styling gunk and funked him right up. i told him he was mommy's little rockstar. and the whole way to school, i heard him chattering in the backseat - "mommy, rock. star! rockstar! rock! star! mommy, rockstar!"

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