Mama Mia

Have you noticed that I’ve been a little quiet lately? You’re probably thinking that I’m busy winding hanks of yarn into balls. Not so much. My ball winder somehow got itself attached to my computer table and my children think it’s fun to spin. The one who loves it best is Bip. To his 2 year old self, it’s just about The Ultimate Toy. He likes to sit on the chair next to me, turning the ball winder while I’m reading homeschool forums doing important research. Which is all fine and good except that like the rest of my children, he never stops talking.

“Mama, Me-a turn turn.”
“Uh huh, yes, turn turn.”
“Mama, Me-a round round.”
“Yep, it’s going around.”
“Mama turn.”
“No honey, I don’t need a turn. Your turn.”
“Mama turn!!”
“Ok, ok, mama turn. Ah yes, very fun. Ok, mama all done.”
“Mama, Me-a turn.”

And thus it continues.

Bip starts almost every sentence with “Mama, Me-a.” When you write it out, it makes perfect sense. Especially if you know that he calls his brother “Boo-a.” See, when Pumpkin Girl is angry at Boo, she says, “Boo- waa!!!” (Can’t you just hear the level of whining and exasperation in her voice?) So Bip calls him “Boo-a” on a regular basis and somewhere along the way, started referring to himself as “me-a.” Cute, huh?

But say it outloud. Go ahead, no one’s listening. Mama, Me-a. Mama Mia. Yep. Bip has somehow become Italian. All day, everyday, it’s all I hear – Mama Mia! this, Mama Mia! that. Sometimes it makes sense, like “Mama, Me-a eat.” Other times he just follows me around the house saying, “Mama mia.” Honestly, what did I ever do that warrants me being harangued by a tiny pseudo-Italian baker all day?

So where was I?

Oh yes, the ball winder on my computer table. The one not so much winding yarn as it being spun by a talkative toddler. I had a point, I think. Oh yes – you’re probably thinking that I’ve been busy winding yarn instead of blogging. When really I find it very hard to compose a coherent thought while Me-a over there is talking my ear off and requiring that I actually interact with him.

That and every time I sit down to tell you all about last Saturday, just thinking about it makes me tired. It went something like this:

9:45 am Arrive at Boo’s last soccer game of the season.
11:15 am Soccer game over, return home for hot chocolate.
12:00 pm Return to soccer field for the league end of year awards and party.
1:10 pm Leave soccer field, go to bowling alley for the team’s end of year party.
1:25 pm Leave bowling alley.
1: 50 pm Arrive in Arlington for Mexican folklorico dance lessons.
3:10 pm Leave Arlington
3:25 pm Arrive at Gadsby’s Tavern, Alexandria for Cub Scout field trip.
4:45 pm Leave Alexandria.
5: 15 pm Arrive home

Five separate events in three different cities, one right after another. Mama mia!

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