This Is For You, Maia

Okay, so Emma and I had the strangest conversation the other day. I told Maia, who has proceeded to tell everyone! ;) Another friend, Sarah, told her to put it on her blog, but Maia thought it would be weird since Emma is not her kid. I don't think so, though. Maia is Emma's "surrogate mommy." :) I was never going to put it on here because I think it's a gross conversation, so this is for you, Maia. Anyway, most of you know that Emma was sick with the "flu" last week (she had all the symptoms Malena had, who tested positive, but Emma tested negative). She had a bit of diarrhea on this day, and our conversation went something like this:

Emma: "Mommy, I peed out of my butt!"
Me: "It's called diarrhea."
Emma: "Oh."

She went about playing for several minutes, and then asked:

Emma: "Mommy, what's it called again when you pee out of your butt?"
Me: "Diarrhea."
Emma: "Oh. What's it called when you poop out of your vagina?"

I told her that should never, EVER happen. So, you see why I had no desire to post this conversation. :)

This Song . . .

Every time I hear the song below, it makes me think of my kids. It's called "It Won't Be Like This For Long" by Darius Rucker. He's right, it WON'T be like this for long. It wasn't too long ago that Logan was having inconsolable crying fits (I KNOW some of you remember those). I remember thinking that he would never outgrow it, but he did. Now he is a happy eight-and-a-half month old. I used to record Lifetime movies so I would have something to watch when I would be up late with him or in the middle of the night, nursing and rocking him.

Emma is going to start kindergarten this fall, and that's hard for me to believe. She has grown and learned so much in the past four-and-a-half years that I am constantly amazed by her. I can't wait to see what the future holds for her and Logan. Check the song out on youtube . . . it's beautiful.

He didn't have to wake up
He'd been up all nite
Lay'n there in bed listen'n
To his new born baby cry
He makes a pot of coffee
He splashes water on his face
His wife gives him a kiss and says
It gonna be OK

It wont be like this for long
One day soon we'll look back laugh'n
At the week we brought her home
This phase is gonna fly by
So baby just hold on
It won't be like this for long

Four years later bout four thirty
She's crawling in their bed
And when he drops her off at preschool
She's clinging to his leg
The teacher peels her off of him
He says what can I do
She says now don't you worry
This will only last a week or two

It wont be like this for long
One day soon we'll drop her off
And she wont even know you're gone
This phase is gonna fly by
If you can just hold on
It wont be like this for long

One day soon she'll be a teenager
And at times you'll think she hates him
Then he'll walk her down the aisle
And he'll raise her veil
But right now she up and cry'n
And the truth is that he don't mind
As he kisses her good night
And she says her prayers
He lays down there beside her
Till her eyes are finally closed
And just watch'n her it breaks his heart
Cause he already knows
It wont be like this for long
One day soon that little girl is gonna be
All grown up and gone
Yeah this phase is gonna fly by
He's try'n to hold on
It wont be like this for long
It wont be like this for long