Archive for June, 2010

The beginner juggler

So, I’ve started working. Well, working more. As with each stage of parenting I am made more aware of what others must do and have more respect for my mom.

I’ve always done some level of bookkeeping from home. But now I’ve got an actual job – well two of them. I go to an office every once in a while and then I do a substantial amount from home.  The juggling is just amazing. Keeping track of which kid is where (and wondering how they are…) and when do I need to be wherever to pick them up. Makes my head spin when I think of my Mom or a million other moms like her.  My mom had three to keep track of and I only have two for now.  Then there are friends of mine that have five and six to track. Wow! Or my own grandmother who had seven (in nine years).

I have always understood why my mother limited our activities. We each had a sport and an instrument and you were allowed one thing like girl or boy scouts.  I like that rule. I felt very balanced as a child.  And let’s be real! You can only be so many places at once!

Speaking of which, my little one is starting preschool this fall and his school is offering a summer camp for a few weeks, only two days each week.  So this will be his introduction to being away from mommy and home (and not hanging out at one of his friend’s houses). I am a bit nervous, as I am sure he will be. We shall see how it goes. I am sure we will both be strong. His big brother will be with him and there is strength in numbers. Its nice when they are in the same place – for everyone!

And a random funny story:

When were getting ready to make dinner and my oldest asked what we were having. “Fish!”

Him:  But I don’t like fish.

Me: Well, we have to try everything.

Him: I know!!! I’ll have JELLY fish! I love jelly!

Me: (trying not to burst out laughing) I love your brain, Bubba.


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The men in my life

I guess because it’s Father’s Day this weekend that I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about the men in my life.  I am the pink in a house of blue. Thank goodness for my sisters, two of them, with me we make an even balance against my three brothers.  Although on the grandkid front, the boys are outnumbering the girls 4 to 1. Hold strong Laila! Even our own little grandbaby (so stinkin’ cute) is a boy.

My dad is a great father and a really amazing grandfather. Last spring I had surgery on my foot and knee (ow!) and was on crutches for one month.  My boys were 1 1/2 and 2 1/2 at the time and we have lots of stairs in our house. Needless to say, I’m very blessed that my family took turns staying and helping. My dad, all by himself, stayed for over a week. He took care of everything – me and my boys while my husband was at work.  Didn’t even phase him.

He loves my boys just as much as I do. 

Its really fun to watch them together because it reminds me of when I was small and my dad was the whole world. Ask anyone, I was Daddy’s Little Girl (still am, to tell the truth).

My husband is a really amazing father too. Its so natural to him. It’s really who he is.

Their joy really is his joy.

My boys are very lucky to have such wonderful men in their lives. Me too.


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I can’t even remember where I found this or who I got it from, BUT… it cracks me up.

Here’s my confession:

A list of my demerits…

#3…  Nope, not much sewing going on over here. Only when absolutely necessary.

#4… I don’t wear an apron (although I really do understand why it would be a good idea) and my clothes often by the end of the day have gotten something on them (note lack of apron).

#6… I am frequently late. In fact, my darling husband brought home a magnet for me that says,”Always late but worth the wait!”

#7… I don’t even own a pair of hose.

#9… I’m sorry, but if you are a heater its only right to share the warmth. Its not my fault that my feet feel like ice.

And on to the merits…

#2… Meals are more likely to be on time if I would take the time to go buy myself a new microwave.

#5… Well, I do have clothes on. I mean, its not like I show up naked or anything.

#12… Hubby and I take turns on sleeping in on the weekends, thank you very much.

So, I won’t say what my final score was but let’s put it this way: total failure! Thank goodness I don’t live in 1939!

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I have this plaque that hangs in my kitchen that says:

Family… all because two people fell in love.

Its so true.

I love him.

I mean deep down, ooey gooey chocolate chip cookie kind of love.


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The Fun Meet

There are very few things around town that you can sign up little guys to participate in. Most things start at age 5 with a couple at age 4 but once you get to ages 2 and 3, its slim pickin’s. That is why we are lucky to have an awesome gymnastics place where they train the big and the little. My boys love Ms. Donna, the owner and their teacher. Zane in particular loves her. Much like a year-end recital, at gymnastics we have the Fun Meet.

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Kind of like the Olympics meets Romper Room.

After they show off their skills, the kids get to go stand on the podium and receive their medals.

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Its so stinkin’ cute. The boys were SO proud. We were too.

Then we came home for the celebratory popsicle.

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Which the boys thought was just as fun as the Fun Meet.

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And then I look at them sitting there eating their popsicles and I realize how big they are.

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My big boy is going to be in Pre-K this fall.

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And my little monkey is going to be in the 3 year old class… But no matter how big they get, they will always be able to look at us like we are crazy.

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Can’t blame them, really. We are a crazy bunch.

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A little fun to get your Wednesday hoppin’!

Check out this classic at Barefoot Books:


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