Last night was the Harvest Festival at our church. I was the lucky one who ran the Bounce Castle. It's amazing to see how kids change as they get older as it relates to the Bounce Castle. The little ones took their spot, bounced in a general area and most of them were ready to be done after their 5 minutes were up. There was no going into each other's spaces. No touching, unless there was a rouge bounce. It's was all very controlled.
The older girls loved to bounce around, have contests on who can jump the highest and want to show you everything they can do.
The older boys should have some sort of accidental death and dismemberment insurance before entering the Bounce Castle.
It's funny, in just a few short years those very nice, mannered, young boys who don't like to bounce in each other's space will be having WWF-like battles in the Bounce Castle arena.
I was a little worried about last night. We don't let the kids wear anything that is gory, etc. E was mentioning how she wanted to be a princess vampire. I'm not too keen on those types of costumes. I know I sound hypocritical since I love the Twilight novels, but still...
I was elated when she showed up as a butterfly. Zoe was Tinkerbell. They were adorable.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday Morning Routine
Every Sunday, before church, I run through Starbucks to get N a mocha and something for me. It's our weekly routine.
Usually Zoe gets a water because she doesn't drink anything else. Lately she's been branching out and she likes a chocolate chip frappacino that doesn't contain coffee, but does contain actual chocolate chips. To a 4-year old, that's heaven in a cup.
Yesterday morning, Zoe woke up, got out of bed, snuggled with me for 1.5 seconds and informed me, "it's a mocha day mommy. I really need one this morning!"
Usually Zoe gets a water because she doesn't drink anything else. Lately she's been branching out and she likes a chocolate chip frappacino that doesn't contain coffee, but does contain actual chocolate chips. To a 4-year old, that's heaven in a cup.
Yesterday morning, Zoe woke up, got out of bed, snuggled with me for 1.5 seconds and informed me, "it's a mocha day mommy. I really need one this morning!"
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Shocked
Given what I know about life, which isn’t much, I am surprised every day. Some days it’s that Zoe can recite a Bible verse that she heard once a year ago like she just learned it today. Some days it’s that Toby will actually lay on the floor like a real dog rather than requiring his bed, like the high-maintenance dog that he is. Some days it’s N, who sends me a sweet text that makes me whole day brighter.
I’m constantly amazed by the people in my life and, at times, strangers. This can also go in the other direction, where people lack social graces and common sense, but I’m feeling very “glass is half full today” and don’t want to ruin that.
Rewind to Sunday. We had to run some errands at the mall. Usually we have to do three things at the mall with Zoe:
1. Get a pretzel. It’s a MUST that we get one of these, with cheese dip because walking the mall is so exhausting. In reality, she does need to keep her strength up for the other two things we MUST do.
2. Visit Bark Ave. It’s a pet store in the mall with dogs. Little dogs that look like a chew toy next to Toby. They also go for a minimum of $425, but most are $800 or so. We spend a good 20 minutes looking at the dogs, oohing and aahing over them and then leave with a sad girl who just wants one!
3. Playing at the play structure. It’s my go-to bribe for the lack of dog. Plus it wears her out, I can sit and watch and we’re all happy when we leave.
Of course we went to get a pretzel after we did some shopping for N. On the way to the pretzel place, we got very sad. The dog store is gone. As in, it’s as though it never existed. For all I know, it’s been gone for a year because I try to avoid the mall at all costs. Oh how the junior high me would grieve right now.
We got our pretzel and decided to walk over to Kohl’s since I needed some things. The play structure is outside Kohl’s on the main level. We decided to walk on the upper level to avoid Zoe seeing the play structure. Outside Kohl’s on the upper level is a new pet store. I use the term “pet” very loosely. None of these are pets to me. They are the things of nightmares. If one is in my house or garage, I will not inhabit said house until it is removed.
Of course I’m talking about snakes or, as the store referred to them, “reptiles.” Apparently they aren’t just selling snakes, they have lizards too. Meat-eating lizards. It’s not that this is in the mall, but the whole store front is a BIG cage for these reptiles. Mainly their prized reptiles. Just being within 10 yards of this store, my skin goes cold and I have a physical reaction. I’m not terrified of many things, but reptiles are at the top of my list.
Truthfully, they just freak me out. I can’t even look at pictures of reptiles without feeling something physical. Actually it’s more of a “WARNING! Danger! Run away!” I don’t know what it is either. I’ve never really come in contact with one, except on a high school trip. I’ll save that story for another day. It involves N killing a rattlesnake and keeping the rattler. I found the rattler after we were married, 13 years later in a Bubble Tape container. To say I almost sharted myself would be an understatement.
Back to the mall...typically Zoe will take a wide birth around this store. She isn’t a fan of it when she’s with grandma at the mall. It kinda freaks her out.
That is until she has daddy with her. Of course, when N saw the store, he practically ran. He loves all things reptile. If he could have a lizard and a snake as pets, he’d be all over it before I finished the sentence. Because he loves me and doesn’t wish to end our marriage, he’s willing to let go of that dream and just visit reptile stores.
N told me to wait outside the store, in front of the large cage and he’d be right out. Zoe yells, “wait for me daddy!” She LOVED it. She wanted to see all the snakes and lizards. She couldn’t wait to tell me that she saw a snake that was bigger than her, both in length and weight! I got a little woozy.
I’m so glad she has a daddy who will show her all the things I won’t. What works in my favor is that Zoe likes to go see them with her daddy, but doesn’t want them at her house. She’s still got a little of me in her!
I’m constantly amazed by the people in my life and, at times, strangers. This can also go in the other direction, where people lack social graces and common sense, but I’m feeling very “glass is half full today” and don’t want to ruin that.
Rewind to Sunday. We had to run some errands at the mall. Usually we have to do three things at the mall with Zoe:
1. Get a pretzel. It’s a MUST that we get one of these, with cheese dip because walking the mall is so exhausting. In reality, she does need to keep her strength up for the other two things we MUST do.
2. Visit Bark Ave. It’s a pet store in the mall with dogs. Little dogs that look like a chew toy next to Toby. They also go for a minimum of $425, but most are $800 or so. We spend a good 20 minutes looking at the dogs, oohing and aahing over them and then leave with a sad girl who just wants one!
3. Playing at the play structure. It’s my go-to bribe for the lack of dog. Plus it wears her out, I can sit and watch and we’re all happy when we leave.
Of course we went to get a pretzel after we did some shopping for N. On the way to the pretzel place, we got very sad. The dog store is gone. As in, it’s as though it never existed. For all I know, it’s been gone for a year because I try to avoid the mall at all costs. Oh how the junior high me would grieve right now.
We got our pretzel and decided to walk over to Kohl’s since I needed some things. The play structure is outside Kohl’s on the main level. We decided to walk on the upper level to avoid Zoe seeing the play structure. Outside Kohl’s on the upper level is a new pet store. I use the term “pet” very loosely. None of these are pets to me. They are the things of nightmares. If one is in my house or garage, I will not inhabit said house until it is removed.
Of course I’m talking about snakes or, as the store referred to them, “reptiles.” Apparently they aren’t just selling snakes, they have lizards too. Meat-eating lizards. It’s not that this is in the mall, but the whole store front is a BIG cage for these reptiles. Mainly their prized reptiles. Just being within 10 yards of this store, my skin goes cold and I have a physical reaction. I’m not terrified of many things, but reptiles are at the top of my list.
Truthfully, they just freak me out. I can’t even look at pictures of reptiles without feeling something physical. Actually it’s more of a “WARNING! Danger! Run away!” I don’t know what it is either. I’ve never really come in contact with one, except on a high school trip. I’ll save that story for another day. It involves N killing a rattlesnake and keeping the rattler. I found the rattler after we were married, 13 years later in a Bubble Tape container. To say I almost sharted myself would be an understatement.
Back to the mall...typically Zoe will take a wide birth around this store. She isn’t a fan of it when she’s with grandma at the mall. It kinda freaks her out.
That is until she has daddy with her. Of course, when N saw the store, he practically ran. He loves all things reptile. If he could have a lizard and a snake as pets, he’d be all over it before I finished the sentence. Because he loves me and doesn’t wish to end our marriage, he’s willing to let go of that dream and just visit reptile stores.
N told me to wait outside the store, in front of the large cage and he’d be right out. Zoe yells, “wait for me daddy!” She LOVED it. She wanted to see all the snakes and lizards. She couldn’t wait to tell me that she saw a snake that was bigger than her, both in length and weight! I got a little woozy.
I’m so glad she has a daddy who will show her all the things I won’t. What works in my favor is that Zoe likes to go see them with her daddy, but doesn’t want them at her house. She’s still got a little of me in her!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Content
This weekend was busy and full. D & E came for a visit. It is always a joy to have them. I'm just so amazed at how quickly they are growing. D is in junior high now and went to her first dance. In junior high, the boys are on one side, the girls on the other and you don't really dance with each other. Near each other is a better term.
She's making new friends. She's doing well in school. She has a joy that shines out of her that is contageous. I'm so proud of her. I know she's struggling with some things. God gave us a moment to talk. I know I'm only the step-mom, but I truly feel the same love for her as I do Zoe.
E is doing really well. I was worried about her making good choices. She's showing me that my worry is for nothing. She's doing well in school. She's making friends and wants to keep AWANA as a priority. I saw a side of E this weekend that I haven't seen before. She amazes me. I can't wait to see what the future holds for her.
Zoe is Zoe. She's funny, sassy and sweet all in a little package. Last night we were hanging out and she wanted to watch Cinderella in my room after her bath. We got cozy on my bed to watch our favorite movie together. She snuggled into me, turn her head, got a little pout and said, "mommy, I think it's a great night for a slumber party!" How can I say no to that?
Not only did I get my three girls, I got my one man! N had a long weekend. Yesterday we got to spend the morning together. It was the perfect weekend.
I am so blessed.
She's making new friends. She's doing well in school. She has a joy that shines out of her that is contageous. I'm so proud of her. I know she's struggling with some things. God gave us a moment to talk. I know I'm only the step-mom, but I truly feel the same love for her as I do Zoe.
E is doing really well. I was worried about her making good choices. She's showing me that my worry is for nothing. She's doing well in school. She's making friends and wants to keep AWANA as a priority. I saw a side of E this weekend that I haven't seen before. She amazes me. I can't wait to see what the future holds for her.
Zoe is Zoe. She's funny, sassy and sweet all in a little package. Last night we were hanging out and she wanted to watch Cinderella in my room after her bath. We got cozy on my bed to watch our favorite movie together. She snuggled into me, turn her head, got a little pout and said, "mommy, I think it's a great night for a slumber party!" How can I say no to that?
Not only did I get my three girls, I got my one man! N had a long weekend. Yesterday we got to spend the morning together. It was the perfect weekend.
I am so blessed.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
I'm So Glad She Knows How to Talk
There are many times I struggle with knowing if I'm being a good mom. I work full-time, we are a busy family and I sometimes struggle to realize that I'm doing enough. I like to be the best at everything I do and there are times when life doesn't feel that way.
I'm slowly realizing that being the best isn't the same as giving your best. Perhaps it's because I know the devastating effects of not having a parent give you any of their time that I'm so much more aware of my interaction with Zoe. There are small things in life that remind me just how close of a relationship Zoe and I have.
Today was supposed to be field trip day, so I took today off work. Yesterday, due to rain, they cancelled the field trip. I decided to work and save my vacation time. I had still promised Zoe that we'd have a slumber party. I had to get everything ready the night before so I wouldn't wake her this morning.
It was the best night. She was SO excited to have a slumber party with me. It was a special treat. When I got home from Bible study last night, she was ready for bed. She picked out a book and we cuddled as I read to her. After we turned out the lights, I sang her a song. Just as she was in her sleepy place, almost ready to fall asleep, she said, "I just really love you mommy."
That girl touches my heart in ways I'm not prepared for. I am so blessed.
I'm slowly realizing that being the best isn't the same as giving your best. Perhaps it's because I know the devastating effects of not having a parent give you any of their time that I'm so much more aware of my interaction with Zoe. There are small things in life that remind me just how close of a relationship Zoe and I have.
Today was supposed to be field trip day, so I took today off work. Yesterday, due to rain, they cancelled the field trip. I decided to work and save my vacation time. I had still promised Zoe that we'd have a slumber party. I had to get everything ready the night before so I wouldn't wake her this morning.
It was the best night. She was SO excited to have a slumber party with me. It was a special treat. When I got home from Bible study last night, she was ready for bed. She picked out a book and we cuddled as I read to her. After we turned out the lights, I sang her a song. Just as she was in her sleepy place, almost ready to fall asleep, she said, "I just really love you mommy."
That girl touches my heart in ways I'm not prepared for. I am so blessed.
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
EEEK!
Tomorrow is a field trip for Zoe's school. Because I'm always looking for reasons to take a day off and spend time with her, I took tomorrow off.
Last night, as I was tucking her into bed, this was our conversation:
Z: Mommy, I'm a little scared. Can you have a slumber party with me tonight?
M: Not tonight honey. I think you'll be just fine. You are very brave.
Can you check for monsters? They might be hiding in my toys.
(I go through everything in her room and tell her what I see.) No monsters in this room!
Maybe I can try to sleep all by myself. I'm still a little scared! Are you sure you can't have a slumber party with me? Pleeeeease!
How about I make a deal with you, if you can be brave tonight, we'll have a slumber party in mommy's room tomorrow.
EEEK! That's what I say when I'm really, super excited.
Last night, as I was tucking her into bed, this was our conversation:
Z: Mommy, I'm a little scared. Can you have a slumber party with me tonight?
M: Not tonight honey. I think you'll be just fine. You are very brave.
Can you check for monsters? They might be hiding in my toys.
(I go through everything in her room and tell her what I see.) No monsters in this room!
Maybe I can try to sleep all by myself. I'm still a little scared! Are you sure you can't have a slumber party with me? Pleeeeease!
How about I make a deal with you, if you can be brave tonight, we'll have a slumber party in mommy's room tomorrow.
EEEK! That's what I say when I'm really, super excited.
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