It’s been a decade since last I wrote, and, wow, a lot has happened within that time. People always ask you what your “5-year plan” is, but 5 years go by in the blink of an eye and so do 10, and things you had planned or thought you wanted can change just as quickly.
Like kids.
They grow up so damn fast. (And yes, that’s a curse word right there because the level of fastness they use while growing up deserves more than a darn.)
And that brings me to Shazam.
Continue readingIn the last few weeks we have had some very funny and unusual conversations with our children. While we are all completely aware that our sense of humor is, well, quirky, it can throw others off quite a bit. Take for instance, the conversation about the boys’ changing their names.
A glimpse of home – notice the newly painted wall behind the radiator! Thank you, Nolan Painting!
We’ve been busy tackling home projects this month and it got me to thinking about our home, our neighborhood, and what the trade-off is for living here. If you had asked me eight years ago if I ever thought we’d be living in the town where we’re living, I would have said a big HECK NO! In fact, eight years ago we were still living in Phoenix, Arizona and, I have to admit, I miss my sweet, little house. But, we decided to pack up our house, our kids (33 months and 9 months old at the time), our enormous dog, and two adorable kitties at the end of the summer and drive back home to the East Coast. We wanted to be around family, so that our kids could grow up knowing their aunts and uncles and cousins and all of the extended family that they never knew we had.
Photo by ark.
I’ve been really quiet lately (as you may have noticed). Not because I don’t have anything to write (because I do), but honestly, by the time I’m done working (on my computer nonetheless) the last thing I feel like doing is writing anything more. And so, I get quiet.
I’ve had so many topics run through my head these last few days….the DietBet (lost a pound-yay!), Angel being adopted, how quickly my kids are growing, date night with Super Dad…..so many things. It’s hard to pick just one. But tonight I want to share a story. And it’s name is…
Don’t Worry, Your Kid Is Not Possessed By A Demon
And now a scene from “Driving Home From Target: A Suburban Mom Documentary”:
Ultra G: Do you think the water’s going to be cold at swimming tomorrow?”
Me: Not sure, honey. It’s heated, but it is February.
Super A: It’s March, Mom.
Me: That’s what I meant. It’s March. And it’s cold. And I just want a car with heat on the driver’s side so my hands won’t turn blue.
(Insert silence and children looking at one another.)
Ultra G: Yeah, okay. But do you think the water will be cold?
Me: Probably, but you’ll be fine.
One Great Mom 