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A Mini-Multi-Tasker

27 May

Nia always wants to help me vacuum so today I decided to let her push a Nia size sweeper that really works.  She loved it!  She kept asking me to open it up so she could see how much she cleaned.  After a little bit though, I heard it running but not really moving all that much.  The picture explains it all-

She was reading “Cinderella” as she was moving the vacuum back and forth!  She told me she needed to read the book so she would know how to clean the right way.  Here I thought she was hinting to me that I was making her feel like a maid or something.  I guess I still have at least another five years before that happens. Then I’ll be lucky if she even helps me plug in the vacuum.

Thanks for wanting to help me now Nia.  You’re a super cute little cleaner!

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I promise I feed them more than fast food!

27 May

Despite Nate and Nia’s collection of kids’ meal toys, I never really thought they ate too much fast food.  It wasn’t until Nate started to refer to each toy as “Chicken French Fries” that I started to think otherwise.

Yeah.  I think we’re going to cut back on our trips to BK and Mickey D’s.

 

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It’s the little things…

21 May

I love it when:

  • I wake up on time.
  • Nia and Nate wake up in great moods and spoil me with big hugs.
  • I can take a shower in peace without having to hurry.
  • Andrew is off or home from work.
  • Both Nate and I enjoy our trip to the Y.
  • I cook something that everyone likes! (I’ll have to write about our tiny critic later!)
  • Nia colors and draws pictures.
  • I only have to break up one or two sibling spats a day.
  • Andrew cracks my back.
  • I get to spend time/talk with our faraway family.
  • I get to hang out or chat with my buddies.
  • I hear Nia/Nate singing.
  • Andrew wants chicken wings for dinner.
  • The scale says what I want it to say.
  • I get to watch my favorite shows on tv.
  • A song I like comes on the radio/tv and I can actually listen to it.
  • I see a Starbucks and resist the tasty temptation.
  • I see a Starbucks and give in to the tasty temptation.
  • I spend less than $100 during my weekly grocery store visit.
  • I can get in and out of the grocery store without feeling like I’ve lost my mind.
  • Nate cuddles with me during story/tv time.
  • Nia helps her little brother.
  • Nate says new words.  (He’s getting there!)
  • I hear the kids laughing.
  • I get to write about something sweet the kids did or the happiness they made me feel.


 

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Registration Relief

15 May

It’s over and it went just fine. Nia is now all set to be shunned by the private/home schoolers!  Whatever. It’s not them that I have to worry about – it’s that our little girl makes the most of her education, no matter who’s teaching her.

Now, on to the next stressful thing we face as parents!

 

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A Day of Registering

15 May

I have been dreading this day for quite some time now.  Just thinking about it ties my stomach up in knots and makes me need to take deep breaths.  I’m scared. Worried. Stressed.  Doubtful.  Questioning. Nervously excited. Scared.  I know I already wrote that feeling.  I felt it necessary to repeat it since it’s the one consuming me.

In a few hours, I will be registering Nia for Kindergarten.  I have already downloaded, printed and filled out the forms.  I’ve paper clipped them all nice and neat with all the other forms they require you to show them.  Her birth certificate – check.  Her social security card – check.  Proof that we live in the school district – check.  Proof that I am who I say I am – check. Proof that she’s had all her shots – check.  My sanity and peace of mind – ah – yeah, nope.  Those are pretty far from getting a check.

I’m just so apprehensive about so many things when it comes to this big step.  I know I felt the same feelings when I registered her for Pre-K but now it’s official.  Our baby girl is starting school- that’s difficult enough to deal with – but then there’s also all the judgments that surround school.  I hear it all the time from other mothers…”We would definitely not send our child to public school.  Private school is the only option for us.”  But then there’s the… “I don’t trust any school system to teach my child.  We are homeschooling them.”  I know I shouldn’t care what they say but it’s hard not to let their attitudes put doubt in my head.

All I can do is deal with it the best I can and not let Nia sense my feelings.  I want her to be excited and happy about starting “big kid” school.  So far, she is and that’s really the one thing that settles my stress.  I’m just going to take it one day at a time and that starts today.  Wish us luck!
 

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Miss Popularity

13 May

You know you don’t have a social life when your 5-year-old gets more phone calls and has more “play dates” than you do.

Just today two little girls called Nia on the phone and asked her to meet them to play.  How cute is that?  It’s so funny because sometimes I have to look at the calendar and schedule the play dates!  Today, I had to tell the one mom, “Oh sorry, Nia can’t play because she’s meeting another little girl to play.  How about tomorrow?”

I think it’s the coolest thing that other kids have a blast with Nia.  She is so fun and sweet and I can only hope she will form friendships as easily during kindergarten.

Now, if only I could make a few more friends…
 

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Bra Drawer Confessions

10 May

Yes, like the title says, this post is all about my bras.  It will not be obscene or perverted or erotic (well, not intentionally anyway).  Will it offer more information than some of you may care to know?  Well, if you don’t want to know why I feel the need to have five different sizes of bras then you probably have already read too much.

First there’s the 34B.  I remember this particular bra fondly.  It was my first sexy one.  I got it when I was in college and I had happy, young girls.  I tried this one the other day.  HA!  Very funny and very tight. So you’d think I would have tossed it, right?  Yeah, I tossed it.  Right back into the drawer.  What am I thinking?  I don’t even want to be that size anymore – not when I used to be a…

34C.  This is my proudest and biggest collection of bras.  I wore these during my last college years (I thank the pill!) and up until my first pregnancy pushed me into another size – I’ll get to those in a short paragraph.  Anyway, I still have maybe 5 of these tucked away with care.  I tried them on and it was quite pitiful.  They were also too tight around but the girls got lost in there.  The bras wanted to support something and I don’t have anything to offer them, yet I just can’t let them go.  A part of me (that part that still wants to weigh 125 or less) believes that maybe someday I’ll get to pull out the 34C’s and actually strut around in them again.  (Not that I ever really strutted in them but maybe I would if I got to wear them again.  Who knows, maybe I’d do a few flips and break it down or something.  Why not?  I think a crazy celebration would be in order.)

There’s two other C’s chillin’ in the drawer too.  The 36 and 38C’s came into my life after having the babies.  I think they were actually a little too small looking back on it.  Breast-feeding really accentuated the positive and I shouldn’t have kept them confined!  Oh yeah, as far as pregnancy and nursing bras go, they are not kept in my everyday bra drawer so I don’t count them on my “why in the world do I still have these” list. Besides, who knows what will happen – I might need those special ones again.  (Not that we are planning to need them again!)

That leads me to the present day ah-tah size.  I have no freakin’ clue.  I thought I read that breast-feeding was supposed to help keep the girls still in the ga-ga category.  HA!  What a crock. I even tried it with both babies thinking that it would improve matters.  (Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t just do it because it was supposed to be best for the boobies, but of course, also because it’s supposed to best for the babies.)  All that information aside, I am now trying to manage a 36B.  It’s not my perfect size but it works ok.  You know, until my chest mysteriously grows overnight or until I go let some lady at Victoria’s Secret size me up and then, yet again, probably add another bra size to my stash.

So, was it good for you?

 

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She’s 60?!?!?!

9 May

Does that woman look 60 to you?  She’s awesome!  And not just on the outside! She is so wonderful and fun and I hope she doesn’t want to kick my butt for telling you her age!  I just couldn’t help it because I wanted to celebrate her birthday and, to me, age really is just a number.I mean, there are no guidelines/rules to tell you how you are supposed to act when you reach a certain age.  Oh, you’re 30, that means you can’t jump on a moonwalk anymore.  (Although it did have a sign that said “No adults allowed.”)  My mom laughs at the same jokes as I do (even the really stupid/obscene ones).  She enjoys the same movies and tv shows.  Heck, she even digs the same music and sometimes her taste is more hip than mine is!

She’s my mommy and always will be no matter what our ages are. I can always turn to her and tell her anything and she’ll be there to help.  She makes me feel better just by seeing her phone number on the caller ID.  She knows immediately if there’s something wrong with me and knows how to get it out me.  Laughter is never scarce when she’s around (especially if my sister and I are together with her – then the laughs are in stereo because they’re identical).

My mom shows me what it’s like to be young at heart.  No number will ever change that.

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“Congratulations, you’re the 10th caller!”

7 May

Now, give us money so we can give you a prize.

Yep, that’s pretty much what Andrew heard after actually being “Caller Number 10” on a local radio station and answering the question correctly.

First of all, how many people can actually say they’ve been “Caller Number 10?”  It’s frustratingly hard to even get through on those contest lines let alone be the 10th one through!  (I would redial until I was almost asleep during my New Kids on the Block crazed days.  What my life could have been if only I won those backstage passes!)

So he gets through, hears that he’s the caller, answers the trivia question about Stone Mountain and then is told he needs to pay 130 bucks in order to get a three night free stay somewhere in Florida, plus we would still have to pay for our plane tickets!  HA!

He told them no and they couldn’t believe he was rejecting them.  I told him I’ll get him a t-shirt that says, “I was the 10th caller and all I got was this stupid t-shirt.  (From my wife.)”  Sure it’s not original, but it still made us laugh.
 

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Nia’s New Love

7 May

He’s 26 years old, he’s super short and wobbles when he walks.

He needs a tan and needs to learn how to handle his beer.

His fingers are incredibly long and one of them can glow.

He has a limited vocabulary, usually repeating the same words/phrases over and over again.

You know, like “E.T. phone home.”

Nia was introduced to the little alien this weekend and hasn’t been able to stop talking about him since.  She loved every minute of the movie, laughing out loud at parts (the “phone home” part really made her giggle, especially since E.T. was dressed up) and even crying toward the end saying, “I don’t want ET to die Momma.”

It may sound incredibly dramatic but the whole thing made me tear up because of how precious it all was.  I was Nia’s age when I first watched the movie and now I get to experience the feeling all over again through her eyes.  The movie captivated her heart and imagination and there is something touching in that.  She’s becoming a little sci-fi/fantasy lover and I think that’s so cool.  From Lord of the Rings to Narnia and now E.T., I’m so excited for her to discover there’s more than just Disney princesses out there!
 

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