yesterday's mess

This is what Simon was doing yesterday while I was feeding the baby.  I found him about 2 minutes too late, but several minutes early if you consider the mess that could have been ours.

I didn't lose my cool.  Not even a little bit.  I put him in time out and quickly cleaned up the glue on the floor.  Before I was finished, he was at my side singing "The Sorry Song".  It's a little tune he's made up and it's so darling.  I will have to catch it on video... which should be easy because he seems to be singing it several times a day.  

After the floor was clean, I sat down with him and helped him get the glue off his hands.  It had dried and it was peeling off like dead skin.  He was fascinated and kept saying, "Am I going to die?"  I kept telling him "No." and then he would say, "Oh.  Cause you love me."  He had the hiccups and kept saying that sentence over and over if he got uninterrupted.  It was a moment we had together, one that anger and impatience couldn't take from me.  I was sitting on the floor with my toddler, peeling off his dead skin as he reassured the both of us that we loved each other.  One of my favorite moments of motherhood so far.  

Not long after, it was nap time.  We laid down next to each other in my room.  The wind was blowing the curtains in the air and Simon would look at me and say, "The Robots are coming to get us!"  So then we would put the pillow over our heads and hide.  He would giggle in the dark.  I could tell he was extra sleepy, so I told him that The Robots WILL get him if he opens his eyes.  And so they stayed shut... as if they were glued.  ?

When it was time to pick up the older boys from school, I went in to wake up Simon and this is how I found him.  He woke up with blood on his hands and said, "I did died, mom!  I did."  I laughed and told him that he's the only kid I know that can make a huge mess even when he's asleep.