August 3, 2006
Tuesday, Woody picked K up from school because Lauren was
sleeping and because it’s on his way home anyway. She came into the kitchen where I was making
dinner (so June Cleaver, No?) and we exchanged hugs, kisses and head scratches.
Then I asked how her day was. Her response, “I told the boy that I didn’t want
to be anyone’s girlfriend”. My eyes met
Woody’s and he could see the abject horror mingled with a desperate attempt to
keep from laughing out loud. “Who? What
boy? Girlfriend? Do you even know what that is?” Yeah, I freaked out. It was funny but not so
funny at the same time. I really wish that preschoolers were not allowed to talk
to their older siblings…ever. Geez. I thought I had a long time before I had to
worry about that kind of stuff.
So then today comes along and we get ready for school and
finally leave about an hour late. Note to self: work on this. The public school
system is a big fan of punctuality. Daughters will suffer if they are this
tardy all of the time. When we get there, the kids are eating breakfast in the
cafeteria. I see that table one is full of chattering preschoolers stuffing
their faces with crumbled…is that nilla wafers? for breakfast?...and juice
boxes. Table two consists of one very sad looking red headed boy and Miss Anna,
K’s teacher. Miss Anna looks up and says “Oh look who it is Tristan (or Trevor
or Tee pee…whatever) it’s Katherine! Do you want Katherine to sit with you?”
The boy, who was sad because he had gotten a boo boo and Miss Anna was putting
a band aid on it when we walked in, nods gleefully. Boo Boo forgotten. I left
the cafeteria and let the drama unfold.
When I got in the car I started thinking about it more. Wow,
that teacher really kind of put K in a tough spot. I mean what if I was in her
shoes? What if a person who I respected and trusted, tried to make me sit with
some guy who had expressed an interest in me? Someone who I really despised but
I was too polite to say so? I would be
ticked off. So I decided to just ask her about it later. I did and she didn’t
make a big deal about it. But like DeNeiro’s character in Meet the Parents, I
am keeping my eye on that little red headed boy.
August 21, 2006
Just a heads up, my “N” key is being really sticky so if a
word looks odd, throw an “n” into it to see if it makes sense. J
It’s been another busy one around here this month. Katherine
started dance classes on Monday nights and she’s really enjoying it. She is
super duper cute in her dance outfit. We Went to Sea World again to meet up
with our friends, The Boston Family, who came down for a short vacation from
GA. The new Shamu show was pretty cool and the
Oh Lord ya'll I was cracking up. I was like...now that is a great name! However, Busch came from Busch gardens and it
was vetoed in the end. hee hee Bush the rat. Carrie-Ann and her girls Jade and
Jordan, spent the night here yesterday. Woody is in
Katherine has started picking her nails and it’s driving me
nuts. I think it’s a nervous habit but I’m just trying to keep them filed short
and hopefully it will stop soon. Lauren had her first trip to the dentist last
week. Her bottom left canine and incisor are coming in weird. The dentist
confirmed that yes, the two teeth are fused. Not that uncommon apparently. When
Lauren gets old enough to sit still for an x-ray, they will check to see what
the permanent teeth look like. The three options are 1) normal adult teeth. 2)
fused adult teeth or 3) only one adult tooth under there. Let’s hope for #1 eh?
I don’t even want to think about the dental bills. UGH
Lauren is a blabbermouth. She just chatters away…which is
great because you know what? Our house is waaaay too quiet. NOT!!! Between the
two of them, it’s like there is some contest to see who can say the most words
in a minute without taking a breath. Oh, and it goes on all day. Insane. Really
insane. I tell the girls that my ears are full at least a couple of times a
day. I almost lost my bananas yesterday when Lauren was holding two fisher
price animals and saying, in a high pitched voice, “mommy mommy mommy daddy
mommy!”. HEY! Did you see that? The flashback to Katherine at this age? Oh man.
Earplugs, invest in earplugs immediately…they are going to be flying off of the
shelves and into my medicine cabinet.
We are trying to eat healthier around here and we are taking
baby steps. We’ve gone more organic in some things, whole grain all the way and
we are phasing out High fructose corn syrup which is impossible if you don’t
cook everything from scratch. Did you know that
I spent a day or two earlier in the month, trying to
coordinate a fund raiser for a ParentingClub board member whose son has Leukemia.
He’s had a relapse and one mom on the board organized a kid’s book sale with
proceeds to go to Spencer and his family. I wanted to do more than just order
books so I posted his story to the Mothers and More Social loop and one of the
lady’s is a salesperson for Creative Memories Scrap booking supplies. She’s
donating all profits for the month to him too. So, I did my good deed.
I’ve found the downer side of living in the burbs. Most of
the moms are really artificial and stuck up. A nice friendly mom who wouldn’t
think twice about going to Super Target on a Saturday without a full face of
makeup on….that’s what I’m looking for. A real get sweaty playing on the
playground with the kids kind of mom. There aren’t that many of us out there
apparently. I’m sure I sound like some sort of desperate teen-ager who doesn’t
have a boyfriend right? But it seriously would be nice to meet someone that I
had some things in common with. Who I could go have a drink with once in
awhile. Or have coffee together once a week while our kids play together. Sigh.
I suppose that some of our parenting choices, namely extended breastfeeding
with Lauren, have kind of put us on the fringes but know what? My kids are the
best and I think that they’ve responded quite well to our philosophy. I’ll just keep on keeping on. J
