Oh...I should be ashamed...it's been too long, but hey - it's summer BREAK
Anyway...note to self: during a one-hour lunch break, do not enter a house that contains 8 kids ages 16,14,11,10,9,7,6 & 3, along with 3 other adults, all trying to get their things together to go swimming. Cheaper by the dozen my behind! That was insane. Will not try that again tomorrow....needless to say, my "lunch hour" lasted two!
Monday, July 13, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
The concept of time
When my children were younger, I remember thinking how I couldn’t wait until they understood the concept of time – the yesterday, today, tomorrow stuff or even could tell time – at least digital time anyway. …”when is so and so’s birthday?” “tomorrow” “did I miss it?” “no, it’s tomorrow” “is tomorrow today?” OR “so and so begins at 4:00 this afternoon” “is it 4 yet?”…ten minutes later “is it 4 yet?”… another ten minutes later “is it 4 yet?” and so it continues until 4 and you just wished you hadn’t told them anything until they were climbing in the car to go - you get the picture.
Well, low and behold, all my children now fully understand the time concept! Yay…or so I thought….well, guess what comes with it – the concept of deadlines!!!! And boy, Lauren is ruthless and has no mercy!!! Last night at 10:00 as I was basically in zombie mode, nodding at most conversation, but definitely not engaging, Lauren proceeds to tell me about all these things she needs money for at school and all the permission slips signed. Of course, this spurs on Hannah and Joseph time chime in as well…did I mention it was 10:00 pm! I dart my eyes from left to right, trying to spot my “partner in parenting” and of course, he is nowhere to be found. So I proclaim, in a whiny voice that was certainly not mine… “Enough! We will talk about it all tommmmooooorrroooowwww.” “But mama, we have to have this stuff turn in by…” And at this point, I kissed them all on the forehead and shut my bedroom door. I assume they got the point or either they turned on Joshua.
This afternoon will be full of signing permission slips and handing out money for this and that. I just truly hope that none of that stuff was due today…!
Well, low and behold, all my children now fully understand the time concept! Yay…or so I thought….well, guess what comes with it – the concept of deadlines!!!! And boy, Lauren is ruthless and has no mercy!!! Last night at 10:00 as I was basically in zombie mode, nodding at most conversation, but definitely not engaging, Lauren proceeds to tell me about all these things she needs money for at school and all the permission slips signed. Of course, this spurs on Hannah and Joseph time chime in as well…did I mention it was 10:00 pm! I dart my eyes from left to right, trying to spot my “partner in parenting” and of course, he is nowhere to be found. So I proclaim, in a whiny voice that was certainly not mine… “Enough! We will talk about it all tommmmooooorrroooowwww.” “But mama, we have to have this stuff turn in by…” And at this point, I kissed them all on the forehead and shut my bedroom door. I assume they got the point or either they turned on Joshua.
This afternoon will be full of signing permission slips and handing out money for this and that. I just truly hope that none of that stuff was due today…!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
boys will be boys
I’d just love to blog about Hannah today, but I’ll have to ask her permission first. I’ll just say this, we’ve had our first teenage faux pas. Oh the joys, no seriously, it was really funny, stupid, but funny.
But, however, Joseph is only five, so I’ll spill the beans on him. I got a phone 
call from his teacher this morning. Apparently Joseph had punched a little girl in the stomach at recess. Yep, you heard me. So, what is a Mom to do??? Call Dad of course!! Dad couldn’t go to the school, so Mom had to. When I called Joseph out of the classroom, it took all I could do not to scoop him up, laughing. If you could have seen him, so pitiful, it reminded me of a character off the Little Rascals (that's a pic of Porky from the Little Rascals). His clothes were a little sideways, hands in his pockets, shoulders slumped, a nervous grinned sprawled across his freckled face – one that turn into a frown once he saw at he wasn’t going to be able to charm his way out of this one. I understood then why Joshua got away with so much when he was little. It’s hard to look at those freckles and big brown eyes and be upset! But, I picked him up and put him on the bench outside of the principal’s office – ya know, trying to use a little scare tactic. Apparently, the little girl took his ball and he reacted, and I think, much to his own surprise, he knew he’d messed up as soon as he made contact. 
But, when it’s all said and done, we simply, absolutely, do not hit, kick or punch girls, and for the most part, boys either. Period. So, I told him that he had 3 apologies to make – two teachers and the little girl, and that unfortunately he’d have consequences when he got home. I know that “consequences” is a big word for a 5 year old, but the sooner he learns that consequences, good or bad, come with every decision, the better. He understood because when I asked what he thought was going to happen, he said “spanking?” and I said, “yep.” And, of course, he has a whole day to shake in his boots until Daddy gets home tonight – too bad he did at morning recess and not afternoon recess. I do feel a little sorry for him. I think Joshua has only spanked him twice in his lifetime, but both were warranted and something he won’t forget. So, when Daddy has to get involved, you know you messed up big time. But, and I quote, “I’m not going to have a son that beats women because I didn’t nip it in the bud in the beginning.” Sound melodramatic, but Joshua does have a point – kinda like weeding – get it out of there before it takes root. So, needless to say, it's been an interesting morning. Oh, did I mention that I soon as I got finish conversing with Joseph that I played the good samaritan role - helping a very sick little girl to the bathroom, that was just lovely....
call from his teacher this morning. Apparently Joseph had punched a little girl in the stomach at recess. Yep, you heard me. So, what is a Mom to do??? Call Dad of course!! Dad couldn’t go to the school, so Mom had to. When I called Joseph out of the classroom, it took all I could do not to scoop him up, laughing. If you could have seen him, so pitiful, it reminded me of a character off the Little Rascals (that's a pic of Porky from the Little Rascals). His clothes were a little sideways, hands in his pockets, shoulders slumped, a nervous grinned sprawled across his freckled face – one that turn into a frown once he saw at he wasn’t going to be able to charm his way out of this one. I understood then why Joshua got away with so much when he was little. It’s hard to look at those freckles and big brown eyes and be upset! But, I picked him up and put him on the bench outside of the principal’s office – ya know, trying to use a little scare tactic. Apparently, the little girl took his ball and he reacted, and I think, much to his own surprise, he knew he’d messed up as soon as he made contact. 
But, when it’s all said and done, we simply, absolutely, do not hit, kick or punch girls, and for the most part, boys either. Period. So, I told him that he had 3 apologies to make – two teachers and the little girl, and that unfortunately he’d have consequences when he got home. I know that “consequences” is a big word for a 5 year old, but the sooner he learns that consequences, good or bad, come with every decision, the better. He understood because when I asked what he thought was going to happen, he said “spanking?” and I said, “yep.” And, of course, he has a whole day to shake in his boots until Daddy gets home tonight – too bad he did at morning recess and not afternoon recess. I do feel a little sorry for him. I think Joshua has only spanked him twice in his lifetime, but both were warranted and something he won’t forget. So, when Daddy has to get involved, you know you messed up big time. But, and I quote, “I’m not going to have a son that beats women because I didn’t nip it in the bud in the beginning.” Sound melodramatic, but Joshua does have a point – kinda like weeding – get it out of there before it takes root. So, needless to say, it's been an interesting morning. Oh, did I mention that I soon as I got finish conversing with Joseph that I played the good samaritan role - helping a very sick little girl to the bathroom, that was just lovely.... Thursday, February 12, 2009
Melodys and Memories
today I have been creating a playlist of random songs. I've listened to so many that Joshua and I grew up on - flooded by so many memories, great ones, good ones, weird ones, silly ones, some not so good, but we made it ones ;). I'm glad that we got to "grow up" together and the through the ups and downs, we've still got it! It's been a good day. *sigh* can't wait to wrap my arms around him in just a moment...
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Wow, it's been too long
I want to remember this....we were moving the last of our stuff from the house in hopeful Saturday. Lauren said that her memories of the house and our time there were in black and white, but when we moved to town, everything turned into beautiful, bright colors. I think there is alot to be said in that simple statement...
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