Monday, March 30, 2009
My husband reminded me about the rest of the tooth history:
- Tooth 1 for my little boy came out in a wrestling match with big sister. (It was already loose but it does sort of sum up the level of activity in our house.)
- Tooth 2 he pulled out by himself with dental floss. (Shudder.)
- I think that if this isn't tooth 3, then tooth 3 also came out in some sort of food. And of course, today's came out while he was chomping on ice at lunch. (See - he must take after me with the ice-chomping.)
Oh - and another update is that my daughter made 3 runs at her kickball game today!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Yeah, baaaaabbbbyyyy......!
Up to bat 3 times, on base 3 times, and 3 runs. That's my girl!
Sunday, March 29, 2009
So I'll give myself some credit for the role I've played in introducing my kids to lots of different kinds of music, art, literature and we're even finally getting some athletics into our lives. Good for us. I've got that down.
I absolutely do not have some of the other mom stuff down and probably never will. Case in point: loose teeth. I appear to be physically and emotionally incapable of pulling out my children's teeth. My mom had it down to a fine art. I didn't like it very much, but she was able to loop that dental floss like an expert and pull those teeth right out. Loop. Tug. Yank. Pop. Tooth Fairy. Simple as pie.
Me? Not so much.
When my daughter had her first loose tooth (in preschool - she was little, my kids got their teeth early and starting losing them early), we were visiting my parents in Waco and my mom and brother were mortified that I'd let her tooth get that loose without pulling it out. Apparently it could be a choking hazard at night. (I'm good at feeling the mom guilt too...have I mentioned that mom skill??) So my mom pulled my daughter's first tooth. And maybe some of her others also. I'm not sure. I know one of her teeth just came out in a corn dog. My mom is also the only one who ever clipped my babies' fingernails because for some reason that just freaked me out and I couldn't do it.
My son has lost a few teeth already, although he's such a little man that he generally just takes care of it himself. He pulled his first or second one out by himself. With dental floss...before his dad could even get upstairs with the video camera.
Tonight he has another loose tooth and it's really loose. He asked me to pull it. Bless his little heart. All I could manage to do was to sort-of, kind-of wiggle it. I was able to loop the dental floss around his tooth (although for the life of me, I have no idea how my mom is able to do that cool little lasso thing with the floss) but he had to pull. And...I couldn't even watch while he tugged on his tooth. I was feeling faint just sitting next to him on his bed while he worked on his tooth.
So, to sum up:
- music, literature, cheering at kickball, having fun, and even handling regular and non-regular medical emergencies with my kids is right up my alley
- pulling teeth and clipping baby nails intimidates me beyond all reason
There's probably some deep psychological reason for this, but I don't think I want to know what it is.
Friday, March 27, 2009
I've always loved that song. Honestly.
I meant to update my posting from the 25th with this picture because, after I left the bakery on the day of the huge hailstorm - I saw this gorgeous rainbow and snapped a picture with my Blackberry as I was finally going home.
The biblical story of the rainbow is one which means a lot to me, although I interpret it slightly differently than I was taught in Sunday School. (To those of you who know me well, this shouldn't surprise you in the least.) I was never very comfortable with the idea that God would choose to destroy the world because He'd given up on humanity. Not that I'd really blame Him, of course - we haven't inspired much hope in that regard - HOWEVER...that doesn't fit my idea of God. I mean, really - what's the point of a God who loses his temper and patience just like I did during my last 48 hours in Disney World? You might as well have a middle-aged, stressed out Mom as an all-knowing, all-seeing deity if that's going to be His reaction. It just doesn't seem to mesh with my faith.
In my heart, the rainbow represents the idea that even when things are completely stormy and we are in the darkest place ever, we only need to let a little bit of light into our hearts and we will then be blessed with the most beautiful sight in the world. Rainbows are even more stunning against dark clouds because they are luminescent. So even when my life is very dark, the little ribbon of love that comes through is that much more beautiful.
And...who wouldn't smile at a rainbow? I absolutely gasped aloud with joy when I saw this one. Just try to not have a spiritual revelation or at least an overwhelming sense of peace/love/joy when you look at a rainbow - I dare you. :)
Oh - I also dare you to interpret Bible stories in your own way. You might be pleasantly surprised with the messages you find!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Then I get a call from my vigilant husband, who informs me that the hail was coming down at our house (a little further north) and I needed to get off the highway to wait out the storm.
So...I'm sitting at a bakery (which THANKFULLY serves awesome tomato bisque soup...I mean, really - the best I've ever tasted), eating my dinner, watching the rain (thank goodness there's no hail at this location), and waiting for the "all clear" to get back on the road. Apparently the hail was golf-ball sized at our house. Yikes.
It is cozy, in a way. And at least these Texas storms move pretty quickly. Within about 15 minutes, I should be able to get back out on the road. And...my yard is happier. So, like I always say at work: "silver linings...." (You have to picture me making a circle with both my hands as I say that to get the full effect.)
I do wish I was home with my kiddos, but I will be soon (Lord willin' and the creek don't rise...). If I hadn't stopped off, I would not have discovered this unbelievable soup. So Life's still good.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Friday, March 20, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Hope you are all wearing green today!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Friday, March 13, 2009
We made it and it's MUCH nicer in Florida than it was in Texas (considering the cold front that hit Austin a few days ago). I couldn't deny the kids a dip in the pool even though I was basically blue from getting in a pool when it was 83 degrees outside. Still, you gotta love the fact that we made it to Disney.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
I'm going to Disney World tomorrow, baby!!!
It's not supposed to be cold and wet in Florida!
I'm packed! (My husband isn't, but he will be - and his clothes won't be wrinkled like mine.)
NO WORK UNTIL MARCH 23RD......!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At my doctor check-up today, it was theorized that perhaps I've gained weight because I'm getting older so my metabolism is changing. "That's what happens as we get closer to 40...." (AAARRRRRGGGHHH!!!) Perhaps I'll think about that one after my vacation.
Actually - that's the only bad news that really comes to mind right now - because I am getting ready to go to the perfect place for a girl who still believes in fairy tales. I'll try to blog from there. My only true goal is to get an actual hug from Pooh Bear (we're having lunch with him one day so I have a shot at it). So wish me luck- I'll let you know if it happens.
I gave in to my kids last night and gave them their “pre-trip presents.” (Not that they had to twist my arm very much – I've been DYING to show them the activities I bought for the plane!) It was an awesome Mom Moment because they were so, so appreciative and excited. (“Mom – you are the BEST!! I just LOVE this stuff!!!”.....aaahhhh....as I glow......)
It's kind of funny because most of the stuff in their plane packs was from the dollar section of Michael's or the clearance section of Office Depot. They spent about an hour last night working in their workbooks (thank goodness I got them lots of stuff – or else they would finish the activities before we even GET to the airport!) and they also worked in their books this morning.
Here's a picture of our couch with the airplane stuff spread all over it. (Yes, I'll put it in my carry-on tonight!)
Just for the heck of it, I took a closeup of some of their work as well! This probably only means something to me, as their mom, but since it's my pre-trip report I decided to go ahead and record for posterity the cute little word circles my son made on his Disney word search book (he's in Kinder) and the work my 4th grade girl did in her book. (Here's a question to ponder: why is it FUN for her to do math in this workbook I got her for the trip but it's totally un-fun for her to do her math homework??? Hmmmm.....)
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Cold, wet weather causes problems for me too. It never ceases to amaze me how blue I get when the clouds roll in. Of course, listening to Joni Mitchell probably isn't helping matters here. (Sigh)
Music is a very precise form of therapy for me. Perky music certainly lifts my spirits BUT I've learned that I can't just pop in Pop music when I'm quite blue. I have to take myself through the 'stages' to get where I need to be. Kind of like the stages of grief, I guess - although I can go through them pretty fast with the right playlist. I have to sing my story, you know? I've had entire playlists devoted togoing from blue to pink (so to speak). Unfortunately, my iPod is maxed out and I had to drop some playlists. So I'm relying on a CD now. In case you're curious I'm now at the Seasons of Love stage of my progression. I'm making better emotional progress than physical progress. Yikes. This will be the longest commute ever. No doubt. Well - thank goodness for Rent.
Monday, March 9, 2009
Last summer, I bought myself a used red convertible. That purchase was, as pointed out by a number of my friends, probably a classic case of mid-life crisis. It's cool and fun and just plain awesome. (Although my kid brother recently tried to RUIN it for me by telling me it was an "old lady" car -- argh! Kid brothers!!!!!)
The best thing about this convertible just came to light during the last few days. As I am driving down the street, I will catch a whiff of wisteria and it is HEAVENLY! It is such a powerful smell, that even if I'm on the access road to 183, I'll catch the scent (granted, I have a very sensitive nose) and it brings a smile to my face. I have to tell you - even if you don't have a convertible, you should drive around with your windows open over the next few weeks. The weather in Austin is gorgeous (well, until the next cold front comes in around Thursday) and the flowers smell fabulous.
So as the saying goes, stop and smell the roses. Or - in this case - drive and smell the wisteria!
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Well - that is until my little boy fell on the dance floor from chasing one of his friends and I had to bring him home early. He was wild and crazy until his wipe out, however. AND he asked his little friend Sofia to dance after I suggested he do so...too, too cute for words.
Here's an interesting factoid. They promised to only play G-rated music for the dance (which is, of course, a wise move). Since it's one of my all-time favorite dance tunes, I was extremely happy to learn that Love Shack is a G-rated song. Who knew??? I guess the G-rating is less dependent on the actual TOPIC covered in the song and more dependent on whether or not there are explicit lyrics.
Well, I'd better stop writing because I'm being called to the floor to play with an electric speed ball game I won in the raffle. (Luck was with me - I bought 20 raffle tickets and as of the last time I checked in with my husband, I'd won 3 prizes. This happens to me every once in a while - if I was smart I'd run out and buy a lottery ticket on nights like this. But...I'm already in my PJs, so I really don't feel like getting out again.)
Friday, March 6, 2009
1. Moonlighting - I totally adored that show when it was originally on, but recently rented the first few shows and was shocked to find out that it's actually pretty bad.
2. Porsche 911s - Used to want one of those really bad. I'm sure plenty of people still think those are cool cars (like my husband, for example) but now I just see them as kind of tacky.
3. Blue eyeshadow - 'nuff said on that one. Yes, I grew up in the 80's.
4. Perms - see #3, above.
5. Tom Cruise - I have major issues with this guy. Now, to my credit, I was never obsessed with him. Harrison Ford was my guy back then. But I did think he was kind of cool and really liked Top Gun (yet another item that deserves to be on this list).
6. Flowers in the Attic (shudder)
I'm sure there are plenty of other things as well...but that's what occurs to me at the moment.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Monday, March 2, 2009
Because I am such a giving soul and because this is my only remaining therapy (I tend to confuse human therapists, whereas my blog peacefully accepts my ramblings), I decided to share some of the truth that I'm facing.
1. I have major body image issues.
2. There are a lot of articles out there about the risk to girls because of how society (for lack of a better word) "objectifies" women.
3. I know I need to be a better model for my daughter but I'm scared to death because I have no idea how to help her when I don't know how to help myself in this regard.
4. Actually, nevermind - I guess #3 wasn't quite true - I do know how to help myself. I'm just a little overwhelmed at the prospect.
and the ultimate, most profound, and most difficult to accept "truth" that there is for me....
5. I will never be perfect. As a matter of fact, at times I will really screw stuff up.
This is what I get for doing Lent, you know. I committed to daily prayer/meditation every morning and sure enough - BANG! Sudden, painful insights. I feel as if I was hit by some form of philosophical molotav cocktail. You know how they say that you should only ask the question if you're sure you really want the answer?
Good advice, that.