Wyeth to Mom this week, "Mom! Do you HAVE to drive a car when you are an adult?"
Me: Nope. You don't HAVE to. You can ride the bus. Or walk. Or take a cab.
Wyeth: Ok. I just don't think I have the skills to do that! I really don't want to do that. I think I just need Webbie because I keep thinking of the fact that I need to drive and that scares me."
He rolls over and falls asleep.
I'm glad for now, he too finds it frightening to think about him driving....
More soon! We moved! INSANE spring! Much to tell!
Saturday, July 19, 2014
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
The Process
Seren and I were doing the bedtime ritual two nights ago and she turns to me and says, "I'm not so sure I want to go through with the whole process."
What process?
"You know, the process of motherhood. It is kinda gross. I mean like when I was swimming around in your belly, I was probably looking up at your esophagus! That's gross."
--silence from me--
"And like then I had to come out your vagina! That is totally gross."
Ok, well parts of it are kinda gross. But you don't really have to decide now about being a mom. Right?
"Right. But you know what else I was thinking? I was thinking about how weird it would be if I still nursed from you. And you still nursed from Grammy and Daddy still nursed from Grandma! I mean, poor DAD!! He would be SO dehydrated!"
--stunned look of 'what the hell are we talking about?' from me
"Mom! Grandma lives in Michigan! He would never get any milk! He would be SO dehydrated."
Oh, ok. Totally right. And yes, that would be TOTALLY weird.
-Seren age 7 going on 8
What process?
"You know, the process of motherhood. It is kinda gross. I mean like when I was swimming around in your belly, I was probably looking up at your esophagus! That's gross."
--silence from me--
"And like then I had to come out your vagina! That is totally gross."
Ok, well parts of it are kinda gross. But you don't really have to decide now about being a mom. Right?
"Right. But you know what else I was thinking? I was thinking about how weird it would be if I still nursed from you. And you still nursed from Grammy and Daddy still nursed from Grandma! I mean, poor DAD!! He would be SO dehydrated!"
--stunned look of 'what the hell are we talking about?' from me
"Mom! Grandma lives in Michigan! He would never get any milk! He would be SO dehydrated."
Oh, ok. Totally right. And yes, that would be TOTALLY weird.
-Seren age 7 going on 8
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Life in Knots
There is a back story which I don't have time to write. It involves home selling. Home offers and disappointments. Life is going well but is full of twists and turns these days. Which is why I had to giggle when Wyeth called me today.
"Mom! When you get home can you untie the knots in my yo-yo string?"
First thing, buddy. That's the first thing I'll do.
"Mom! When you get home can you untie the knots in my yo-yo string?"
First thing, buddy. That's the first thing I'll do.
Monday, April 7, 2014
Ready for Summer
Today Wyeth called me and said, "Mom. I want to go to Cape Cod and snuggle with you. I just want to go to Cape Cod again and eat ice cream and snuggle. You know, get all snuggly."
:)
I wore a new dress today. And after that snuggly comment he asks, "So, how is the dress?"
He is such a love bug.
Being five rocks.
:)
I wore a new dress today. And after that snuggly comment he asks, "So, how is the dress?"
He is such a love bug.
Being five rocks.
Monday, March 31, 2014
Daily word
Wyeth called me today.
"If Seren and I were polar bears, we'd be on our own by now. The Momma only takes care of them for two and a half years. Then they just go off on thier own. And I don't know what the Daddy does. I don't think he does too much. Nope. So you'd be taking care of us more than the Daddy."
Life as a polar bear.
"If Seren and I were polar bears, we'd be on our own by now. The Momma only takes care of them for two and a half years. Then they just go off on thier own. And I don't know what the Daddy does. I don't think he does too much. Nope. So you'd be taking care of us more than the Daddy."
Life as a polar bear.
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Thursday, February 27, 2014
So proud
I like to think that all moms and dads are proud of their kids. There are times when we are a little too boastful. And it looks gross. And I too fall victim to that. And I think that we have to forgive ourselves for these moments. Parenting is hard work. Really hard work. And most of the time, you just feel like you are screwing it up. Yelling when you shouldn't. Criticizing when you shouldn't. So when we see stuff that may actually tell us we are kinda not 'effing it up ENTIRELY, we want to share. And for that reason, I'm forgiving myself in advance.
Because I'm so proud of my daughter!
This year has been a big one for us. The year of private school. And we are so freaking happy with the school. It is a real school. With passionate teachers, engaged parents and great kids. And it isn't as if this is an elite school for the rich. Trust me on that one. We are coming from all walks of life but are focusing on one thing: our kids' education.
I love everything. I love Seren's school uniform. I love her teacher. I love the kids. I love that there is music, Spanish, art, science, computers, yoga, and chess. But mostly, I love that she is happy.
Seren is generally a happy kid. She works to go with it. And follow the rules and expectations. She is quiet in school. A book worm. And kid that kids enjoy. She has always liked school. But man, she is THRIVING. Last night was the School's Success Night. It was a chance to visit the school, see what they have been up to during the year, read their learning logs, read their homemade books, see their art. Seren was giddy- wanting us to see it all! Read it all! Look at it all! And we were happy, so happy, to oblige.
I went to bed happy and so grateful. The school has been a wonderful gift to us. I'm a proud Momma. It takes energy and courage to start new. And Seren has done it!
Seren next to the mural the school created. Her little avatar is immediately left of her.
This is thier ceramic penguin.
Second grade images of what they will be when they grow up.
Our future art teacher!
Self portrait from early September. Look at those teeth!!
Because I'm so proud of my daughter!
This year has been a big one for us. The year of private school. And we are so freaking happy with the school. It is a real school. With passionate teachers, engaged parents and great kids. And it isn't as if this is an elite school for the rich. Trust me on that one. We are coming from all walks of life but are focusing on one thing: our kids' education.
I love everything. I love Seren's school uniform. I love her teacher. I love the kids. I love that there is music, Spanish, art, science, computers, yoga, and chess. But mostly, I love that she is happy.
Seren is generally a happy kid. She works to go with it. And follow the rules and expectations. She is quiet in school. A book worm. And kid that kids enjoy. She has always liked school. But man, she is THRIVING. Last night was the School's Success Night. It was a chance to visit the school, see what they have been up to during the year, read their learning logs, read their homemade books, see their art. Seren was giddy- wanting us to see it all! Read it all! Look at it all! And we were happy, so happy, to oblige.
I went to bed happy and so grateful. The school has been a wonderful gift to us. I'm a proud Momma. It takes energy and courage to start new. And Seren has done it!
Seren next to the mural the school created. Her little avatar is immediately left of her.
This is thier ceramic penguin.
Second grade images of what they will be when they grow up.
Our future art teacher!
Self portrait from early September. Look at those teeth!!
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