And now back to our regularly scheduled program.

20 Jan 2012 1 Comment

by Chelle in Ficrific, I am a nutjob, This belongs in a "mommy blog"

Before I get started, let me first apologize to those that saw my really spectacular low these past few days. No one should have to witness something like that. I’m better now. For those that missed it… Hi! I’m Chelle, and I’m not going crazy at all, I promise! (That’s probably a lie.) (The being crazy part, not being Chelle.) (I think.)

SECONDLY, I need to give a shout out to my very bestest best friend Jam, whose birthday is today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JAM!

On with the show!

My kids. They are loud. Very loud. Now, I know you could say that about most children, but I’m pretty sure mine take it to extremes. And sometimes, they draw me in. Philomelus will run up to me and shriek in my face. In return, I’ll yell right back at him. Then Ploutos joins in, and next thing I know, all three of us are shrieking at the tops of our lungs, each trying to hit the highest note we possibly can. I usually lose myself in the moment until I realize my throat hurts, then it’s all “Guys! Shush! We can’t be this loud!” As I sheepishly look around to make sure no one saw me being so uninhibited, even though I KNOW there was no one nearby. It’s so much fun. People say that when you’re angry you should just yell to let it out, but I’m saying that the really theraputic thing? Is to scream for the joy of it.

We do it with howling too. It started when I would read Philomelus one of his books about animals. We’d get to the coyote and I would ask him what sound it makes, and my little baby boy would let out the sweetest little howl you ever heard. Sometimes we’d howl at Philomelus just to see if he’d howl back. Then came Navi, who howls. I would love to howl with her, so I try to join in (she shuts up). Then my boys will start and we’re all howling together with the dog looking at us the whole while like we’re nucking futs.

I still have dreams of howling with my dog. It WILL happen some day! What’s that you said about me being crazy? I couldn’t hear you over all the noise.

Ahem. Anyway. I am normally a quiet person that enjoys quiet surroundings, but my kids bring out the child in me. The child that revels in life just because she has it and is absolutely unabashed to let the world, even the universe, know exactly that. I recommend trying it some time. Make some noise, just for the fun of it. I dare you.

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