Hayden Saves my Day

Sometime at the beginning of March

I've been meaning to write about this experience for awhile, but I'm behind on everything these days.  This happened last month, when Bennett was about three weeks old.  Mom had gone home, and Arthur had gone back to work, and then had gone out of town for several days.  The day he got home I was pretty worn out.  Exhausted might be a better word.  And I hadn't showered in a few days.

Well, after dinner that night, Arthur and the kids were playing on the computer and I was trying to calm Bennett, who was pretty fussy those days.  It was so noisy downstairs, so I went up to my room with Bennett who was slightly less noisy.  I was rocking and bouncing and patting and trying everything I could to help him stop crying.  And after awhile of being hot, and sweaty and exhausted and listening to him cry, I was crying too.  Rocking and bouncing and patting and crying together.

And then Hayden came into my room and started chatting to me about something or other.  I don't remember what he was saying but at one point he looked at me and stopped.  Then he said, "Are those happy tears or sad tears?"  

"Sad tears." I answered.

"Why?"

"Because Bennett won't stop crying, and I'm so tired, and I really want to take a shower."

And then he said, "I can help."

I smiled through my tears and said, "Thanks, Hayden, that's really thoughtful of you."  

He said, "Okay, Mom, you go take a shower.  I have four activities I can do with Bennett.  I can sing him a song, I can read him a story, I can show him this toy and I can talk to him."

I cried some more and said, "Okay."

And I took my first shower in several days, and sweet Hayden kept coming in every few minutes with an update on Bennett.  "I read him a story, Mom.  He stopped crying for a minute, but then he started crying again."  "Mom, I sang him a song, and he liked it.  He's not crying anymore."  "Okay, Mom he's crying again, but he's still doing okay."  All through my shower he talked to Bennett, and came back and told me how he was doing.  And when I finished, Hayden showed me all of the activities he had done with Bennett.

And that's how Hayden saved my day.

March Quotes

Finally getting the March Quotes up.  

While Hayden was watching the Goofy Movie with Nona: 

Nona, what ARE thethe creatureth?

(You have to admit, it's kind of hard to tell what Goofy is.  

Doesn't look like any dog I've ever seen . . .)

Arthur made a silly joke one night, and after getting no response said, "I guess nobody heard me." To which Dallin replied, "I heard you, I just chose not to respond because it wasn't very funny."

Me:  Can I help you with that?

Sydney:  You can.

Our family has lately enjoyed watching episodes of Studio C, a comedy show produced by BYU students.  In one of the episodes, a girl goes on a blind date with Voldemort.  They have dinner at a burger place where Voldemort tries to order a glass of snake milk and some other silly stuff.  It wasn't long after that when we were going through the drive-thru at Chic-Filet.  (Keep in mind that when you go through the drive-thru during busy times, a live person comes to your car window to take your order.)  So when the worker came to our window, Hayden unbuckled and came up to the front of the car where he interrupted my order by announcing loudly, 

"And I'll take a glath of thnake milk, pleathe."  

I smiled awkwardly and said, "uh, yeah . . . just a root beer for him."  

Sydney was watching Beauty and the Beast one day and it was at the part during the opening song when the in the hat shop is singing, "Now it's no wonder that her name means beauty, her looks have got no parallel!"  The lady then whips the hat--and her wig--right off her head.  

Sydney observed, "Oops she dropped her hair."

Me:  Bennett pooped and peed and spit up on my bed this morning.

Daphne:  Maybe he was consequencing you because he wanted more milk.

Hayden:  I'm tho glad we have thith baby!

Sean hates salad and Hayden hates cleaning.  So one night when they were getting on each others nerves, I heard this exchange:  

Sean:  I hope you have dreams about cleaning. 

Hayden:  Well I hope you have dreams about eating lots and lots salad!

Sydney: (Dallin was making fun of the Barbie movie she was watching)  

Stop being mean to the movie, Dallin.

From a prayer Dallin gave in Primary:  

"We're most grateful for all the beautiful young women and all the handsome young men."

I heard it got most of his primary friends giggling a little bit.

Sydney:  Come on!  You can do the dishes tomorrow, Mommy.

Sean:  Today when my teacher was getting me in trouble about my homework, I didn't know what she said because my ears were malfunctioning.  

(ah, well that explains a lot!)

Daphne:  What's the weather gonna be today?

Me:  I don't know.

Daphne:  Let's ask shoshee or whatever her name is.

Me:  Siri? 

Daphne:  Yeah!  Siri!

Dad:  Did you miss me?

Hayden:  Yeah, we totally mithted you!

Hayden:  Sean, you're cheating!

Dallin:  No he's not.  He's being resourceful.

Hayden:  Mom!  Bennett is wide asleep!

One day, Sydney and her cousin Lily were playing out in the backyard and I noticed a big roadrunner not far from them.  When I saw it, I was afraid the girls would freak out when they saw it, because it's a pretty big bird with a very long sharp beak.  But when they saw it, their faces lit up, and Sydney stretched out her hand and said, "Here bird!  Come here bird . . . come sit on my hand, bird.  Come HERE BIRD!!"  (Frustrated sigh, when the roadrunner flew up on the wall and jumped into the neighbors yard.)

(Listening to music) Sydney:  What is this song?

Me:  It's called Fur Elise.  It's by Beethoven.

Sydney:  Beethoven?  No way, Mom!

Sydney:  Mom, I NEED some milk!  I really, really freakin' out!

Me:  Sydney, are you going to get dressed today?

Sydney:  Uh, No, thank you.

Upon arriving at Hayden's soccer practice sooner than expected one day, I commented with surprise, "Well Hayden, we are a little bit early today!"  Hayden replied, "What'th early?"  

(Just goes to show you how often we ever have cause to use that word . . .)