Sore throat, check.
Head cold, check.
Forgot Loggy had speech therapy this week, check.
Put the olive oil away in the fridge and the milk in the pantry, check.
Boppy got ahold of a Sharpie and colored her nose, check.
Found a bowl of apple dip in the van that I forgot I left in there from the party the following week, check.
At least it wasn’t the baby pumpkin that I found hiding under my seat three months after Halloween last year, check.
Halloween candy is everywhere, check.
Just a normal week in the Yunn House.
This Sunday I caught up on two of my favorite shows between the hours of 4-6 a.m. The baby was up and I also forgot about Daylight Savings Time — the worst.
By 5:30 a.m., all four of the kids were watching the shows with me. They also forgot about the time change.
We were watching ‘The Good Doctor,’ a medical drama on ABC, which is about Dr. Shaun Murphy, a young autistic surgeon who has savant syndrome. Loggy really likes watching this show with me, because he says it is the show “with the bleeds.”
(Translation: He thinks the scenes in the operating room are neat.)
In this week’s episode, a mom was undergoing a brain procedure to help cure her anorexia. It was an experimental procedure because no other treatment was working. As the mom was being wheeled away to the operating room, she turned to her young son and said …
“I love you more than any person has ever loved another person.”
I was holding Mr. Moo while I was watching this scene and the other kids were upstairs napping and I got choked up. (Yes, they all still nap — #winning — and no, I don’t get to watch an entire show in one sitting.)
I know I’m not alone in this sentiment, but no, I love my children more than another person has loved another person. They are exhausting and my brain is mush, but they are our entire world, and our world is brighter, bolder, funnier and better because of them.
Squiggy did awesome on his kindergarten report card, check.
Boppy learned how to dance to the ‘Baby Shark’ song, check.
Donate the candy to Beverly’s Birthdays to make candy towers for gifts, check.
Mr. Moo learned how to hold his own bottle, check.
Loggy told me out of nowhere that I am the “bestest mom,” check.
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