You want a WHAT?

For those of you that know me, you will know the following blog will NEVER happen in my current lifetime. 

Yesterday at precisely 11:25 a.m. Central Time, my second born child, Jaymeson got off the bus and the first thing out of his mouth wasn't "Mommy,  I missed you", nor did I get the standard "Hello".  What I got put me in shock for the remainder of the afternoon.  He gets off the bus and says "Mommy, I want a baby brother.  Lets go buy one".  REALLY?????  My response was my standard "What did you learn in school today, lover?"  His response was simply that he wants a little brother.  We walked back to the "Hamsterball" (our name of the apartment we are currently living in) and I made him lunch.  He then showed me all of his school work.  He drew 6 pictures for his new little brother.  He proceeded to tell a few neighbors, strangers and the girls at the Renting Office that he was getting a new little brother.  I, of course, picked up the pieces behind him and explained that "No, we aren't getting a little brother".  So the day progressed, we went back to the bus and at approximately 3:05 p.m. Central time, Justin got off the bus.  The first thing Jaymeson says to Justin is "Brother, Justin, we are going to get a little brother today at the store".  Justin (in his little lisp from the front tooth that is hanging by a thread) says "Oh Man, I thought we were going to get Hedgehogs".   Hedgehogs.... I can handle hedgehogs.  Little babies?  Ya, been there, did that.  Moving on to the next popular thing.  Don't get me wrong.  I love babies.  I loved my babies.  Would I have a do over?  Ummmmm, no.  I had these two little "Children of the Corn on the Cob" about 15 months apart.  They were both in diapers and drinking bottles at the same time for quite some time together.  Nights were long, as they both never slept a whole night, nor did they wake up at the same time together every night either.  It was staggered.  I was a haggard mess.  I am sad they are growing up because one day the wont need me like they do right now.  But seriously, put a little baby in my arms and I turn onto a little freak.  I actually don't hold little babies anymore.  I held one about 2 years ago at his little birth (my nephew Brayden) but that was it.  As he got older he didn't want ANYONE but his mom and dad to hold him.  Brayden and I finally did a little bonding session this last summer, but he is the last baby.  (Well, until the nieces and nephews start having babies)

So the day goes on.  I feed my children snacks.  Start getting dinner out of the freezer to have done by  6:00 for the boys.  They ask me if they can play the "weapon game" and I tell them they can play it until someone gets "fake" stabbed in the heart.  This takes about 3.5 seconds and we put in the movie G-Force.  If you have never watched this movie... You should.  Yes, it is about some gerbils or hamsters (aren't they the same thing) that try to save the world from some evil guy that is trying to exterminate all rodents on earth... I think.  I can't get over the AWESOME soundtrack.  Usually by the end of the movie, Justin is on the floor working on his "Head Spin" and Jaymeson is dancing like a typically white guy...  (his dad taught him the moves, I am sure of it).  But today, TODAY while watching it, Justin was crying at the end.  When I say crying, once again he was sobbing like a little baby.  Tears, snot...  everything. Jaymeson was quiet and then I realized he was sleeping, upright, in his recliner.  He is such a man.  I asked Justin what was up.  His response: "All I want is a hedgehog. I promise I will take care of it, I promise it can sleep with me.  Please mom... PLEASE can I have a hedgehog?  I miss the Chickens".  (The chickens are ANOTHER story)  Jaymeson wakes up during this and both are on me about Hedgehogs.  Being the COOL, AWESOME mom I am, I logged on to the computer and promptly started looking up hedgehog breeders.  I was shocked.  They are so cute.  There are so many of them.  THEY ARE SO EXPENSIVE!  Who would have thought that a hedgehog could cost $240.00.  Not only that but I would have to fly to Mississippi to get said hedgehogs... Yes, plural, because I have to get two.  I was thinking they would cost $40.00.  You know.. like the cost of a bunny.  How mistaken was I?  I am sure this weekend will be spent going to pet stores looking for the perfect hedgehog.  Quite honestly, I can't wait.  I think it will be fun, and I think having a hedgehog or two will be so much fun for the boys. 

Wish me luck in the quest for finding the perfect hedgehog.  Jaymeson really wants to name his "Donut".  I am sure Justin will want to name his "Justin".  I don't care what they name their pets, as long as I don't have to explain to them quite yet where babies do actually come from.  I know when that time comes, they will both be mortified like I was and it will be then, that I start the expensive therapy they are going to need.