This was the thought I had when I came downstairs and found that Jooj had emptied an entire bottle of round cupcake sprinkles on the Berber carpet.
"Man, if only we had a 9-month-old."
Because one of those would be thrilled to spend the afternoon picking up individual pastel balls and eating them.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Sunday, November 16, 2008
good mommies
You may have already seen this, but if not...
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Extraordinary Mothers - Click here for another funny movie.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
am I weird?
Wait. Don't answer that.
Yesterday I ran into work for about an hour and a half (because I had to) and I mentioned how I was torn: I hate to pull PTO (which is silly, I know--I should be grateful to have it!) but at the same time I wanted to hurry home because I felt badly for my son, who is getting bored over being laid up after surgery.
A comment was made about my kid being old enough I didn't need to entertain him. I replied that I wanted to be home and that I did have a lot to do.
By the time I got home some of Z~'s friends had dropped by and they were all hanging out in my living room. (So I would have been perfectly fine staying at work.)
I offered them food. We visited while I went through the mail and cleaned up the dining room. And I realized it wasn't about my feeling the need to entertain. I really do want to be home when my kids are home.
I like spending time with my kids.
Is that so weird?
Yesterday I ran into work for about an hour and a half (because I had to) and I mentioned how I was torn: I hate to pull PTO (which is silly, I know--I should be grateful to have it!) but at the same time I wanted to hurry home because I felt badly for my son, who is getting bored over being laid up after surgery.
A comment was made about my kid being old enough I didn't need to entertain him. I replied that I wanted to be home and that I did have a lot to do.
By the time I got home some of Z~'s friends had dropped by and they were all hanging out in my living room. (So I would have been perfectly fine staying at work.)
I offered them food. We visited while I went through the mail and cleaned up the dining room. And I realized it wasn't about my feeling the need to entertain. I really do want to be home when my kids are home.
I like spending time with my kids.
Is that so weird?
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Heels
I must admit I rolled my eyes when Sissy G put on a pair of strappy 4 inch heels to go to Sam's Club with me today.
I decided it was a battle I'd rather not fight and agreed to let her wear them....certain she would take them off within minutes for comfort's sake.
I was wrong...my girly girl not only wore them the entire shopping trip, but strode, strutted, and glided in them like a runway model!!
I don't encourage this. In fact, I think heels--while they look pretty and make your legs look better--are ridiculous in everyday living. (It doesn't mean if you wear them I think YOU are ridiculous) I think they are going to ruin your feet. That's all I'm sayin'.
I'm uber practical. I'm busy. I work hard. And I can't be bothered with feet that hurt!
(It doesn't mean if you wear them I think you aren't any of the above)
At 12 years old, she's already 5'4". Her birthmother was 5'11" and the birthfather was nearly 7'. She is going to be tall. Heels may not be something she is interested in for much longer.
When a fun song with a good beat came on overhead, I looked over and Sissy Girl was dancing in her fancy heels like no one was watching. With twirls, chass'es, and step ball changes.
Oh, to be that uninhibited....
We went to the shoe store later. I bought myself a nice pair of practical flats and two pairs of adorable peep toe heels for her.
I know I won't always delight in our differences...but I have a feeling my dear daughter will be teaching me a thing or two about style.....and substance.
I decided it was a battle I'd rather not fight and agreed to let her wear them....certain she would take them off within minutes for comfort's sake.
I was wrong...my girly girl not only wore them the entire shopping trip, but strode, strutted, and glided in them like a runway model!!
I don't encourage this. In fact, I think heels--while they look pretty and make your legs look better--are ridiculous in everyday living. (It doesn't mean if you wear them I think YOU are ridiculous) I think they are going to ruin your feet. That's all I'm sayin'.
I'm uber practical. I'm busy. I work hard. And I can't be bothered with feet that hurt!
(It doesn't mean if you wear them I think you aren't any of the above)
At 12 years old, she's already 5'4". Her birthmother was 5'11" and the birthfather was nearly 7'. She is going to be tall. Heels may not be something she is interested in for much longer.
When a fun song with a good beat came on overhead, I looked over and Sissy Girl was dancing in her fancy heels like no one was watching. With twirls, chass'es, and step ball changes.
Oh, to be that uninhibited....
We went to the shoe store later. I bought myself a nice pair of practical flats and two pairs of adorable peep toe heels for her.
I know I won't always delight in our differences...but I have a feeling my dear daughter will be teaching me a thing or two about style.....and substance.
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