Crazytown

We went to see my cousin's baby last night and I was literally giggling after the boys went to bed that I even survived the trip there. I thought I was going to go nuts and by the time we got to the hospital I wanted to curl up in a ball, with some chocolate.

Here's how it went.

Drove through Chick Fil A in hopes that driving 30 miles would be more entertaining for the boys if they had food. They yell "ICE CREAM" as I am ordering and without truly thinking I agreed to get them ice cream with their meals. Stupid idea for multiple reasons but mostly because we were in the car and they would have to eat the ice cream before the meal. Trey ate everything including the ice cream. Brady had ice cream and french fries for dinner. I am sure my mom of the year award is in the mail..

We are still listening to the Jonas Brothers. It's been days since the concert and even a couple days since my migraine from the concert.. PLEASE! I will even settle for Justin Beiber at this point.

It starts raining. Hard. So hard that I have to pull over. Trey is SOBBING, " mom, the rain is going to wash off the Jonas Brothers paint on the car" PRAISE JESUS IF IT DOES!!

The rain slows down but there is still awful traffic and we are no where near the hospital. Not going to lie, I thought about turning around but the thought of a sweet smellin' newborn baby kept me driving! I remembered how Yanci said to pray for those around you in traffic, so I did that quickly (God answers quick prayers too) and also prayed that the people around me who could see the french fries, ice cream, and shoe polish from a JoBros concert, were also praying for me because at this point, I needed it. Bad.

The music was getting old and the food was gone and Brady says
" mom, where's the milk?"

what are you talking about Brady? You can't have milk it makes your tum tum hurt.

"the milk for the baby, where's that milk from Jessica?"

ummmm.. errrr.. OMG, this is not happening. is Brady asking me where milk for babies comes from?? really?? Before I can even get a proper thought out Trey yells

" It comes from her B-W-B-S" (boobs) They are being taught at school to sound things out and regardless of the spelling, if they spell it the way it sounds, it's correct.

My face is I am sure flushed at this point and I am sweating. WHY ME, I thought. I attempt to explain with the proper terminology (because that's what my mom always did) how babies get their milk from their moms. As I type that I still can't believe I had to do it. Barf. The boys giggled it off and I kept driving.

We get almost there and just when I think I have survived the drive Trey says

" Mom, God knows what we're thinking and I am not having good thoughts right now"

WHHHHATT??! Someone save me. Just take me out of this car right now! I don't know where these boys come up with their smarts.. but they are smart!

We get to the hospital where it's pouring rain again and I drop the boys off at the door and go park. It's sunny skies in Dallas, I had no clue there was a Hurricane in Allen, TX. I park the car and attempt to DASH to the front door in the rain but failed. Completely soaked and now my shirt is see through. Jump in the elevator and said "I am so cold now that I am wet!" Brady grins and says "we're nice and dry." I swear he was pushing it.

Get to the room love on that sweet baby and her sweet mama. Both boys got to hold their new cousin and we talked about all of the fun things we were going to take her to do. Such a good visit and so glad we made the drive.

Get ready to leave and Brady whispers "where's the milk"