Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Team Whimsy!
It has been a big week for team Whimsy, the little kids had their first soccer practice. I can't say enough great stuff about the coach and his helpers! He is making this first go around very fun for the little kids and still teaching them fundamentals as they go. By the time the second practice hit yesterday, the kids woke up and immediately put their gear on. When I came home from work they still were wearing the cleats and shin guards. It was a struggle to tell them they still had five hours before practice. Unbridled enthusiasm, you gotta love it.
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
Monday, July 26, 2010
Mommy why?
Ok, remember that little sappy post a couple of weeks ago where I went on and on about how wonderful my children are? Well, they are still wonderful but holy cow on a stick what is up with the million and one questions?
For the most of the questions, I have a answer, backed up with hard science or some theoretical ideas at least. Why is the grass green, why is the sky blue, what is that water on your windshield called, why can we see the moon, why do we need water, why do we need sleep, how does our body grow, why does she have a belly button, why do I have to go to school, what is the largest sea animal, why don't we have fur, why do we have to brush our teeth?
But lately, I have actually had to do some research. Geez, the questions that are coming at me are becoming more sophisticated each day. Now when they are all in school, please just send a little prayer out for me. You know, just a little good thought sent out in the world for me, to give me some kind of clue if I have to go back and get my M.A. degree or take some "parent has been out of school for a long, long, long time and even if they went back to school the kids will be doing theoretical physics in second grade and the parent won't have a snowball chance in hell" class.
Is there such a class? How do I brush up? Does anyone have a suggestion of books I should be reading or adding to the kids reading list? Dawkins, Hawking, Shakespeare, C.S. Lewis, Dr. Phil? What? Should I be boning up on paradigm shifts? Revisionism, revolutions, guns, the Krebs cycle?
I'll take the History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire as perceived by a 8 year old for $800, Alex. Yeah, I am on the long rode of trial by fire.
Give me a bone of hope people, what do you think?
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
For the most of the questions, I have a answer, backed up with hard science or some theoretical ideas at least. Why is the grass green, why is the sky blue, what is that water on your windshield called, why can we see the moon, why do we need water, why do we need sleep, how does our body grow, why does she have a belly button, why do I have to go to school, what is the largest sea animal, why don't we have fur, why do we have to brush our teeth?
But lately, I have actually had to do some research. Geez, the questions that are coming at me are becoming more sophisticated each day. Now when they are all in school, please just send a little prayer out for me. You know, just a little good thought sent out in the world for me, to give me some kind of clue if I have to go back and get my M.A. degree or take some "parent has been out of school for a long, long, long time and even if they went back to school the kids will be doing theoretical physics in second grade and the parent won't have a snowball chance in hell" class.
Is there such a class? How do I brush up? Does anyone have a suggestion of books I should be reading or adding to the kids reading list? Dawkins, Hawking, Shakespeare, C.S. Lewis, Dr. Phil? What? Should I be boning up on paradigm shifts? Revisionism, revolutions, guns, the Krebs cycle?
I'll take the History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire as perceived by a 8 year old for $800, Alex. Yeah, I am on the long rode of trial by fire.
Give me a bone of hope people, what do you think?
Your mind will answer most questions if you learn to relax and wait for the answer.
~ William S. Burroughs
Thursday, July 15, 2010
There and Back Again, a Mommy's Tale
Today is very special to me. This day is an end and a beginning.
The beginning was seven years ago on a warm summer morning. I had been a mom for 3 months. I was tired, still off work, going to school and waiting in a long line with a lawn chair to sign up for daycare. There I sat with my baby, my dad as a backup, and multitudes of other moms hoping to secure the coveted spot in the facility. Between filling out insurance papers, shot records, pay stubs, applications, every three hour feedings, pumping milk (I know TMI but it was totally part of my current life), diapers, no sleep, no sleep, and finally no sleep.
The morning I returned to work was the day I brought my baby girl Kat into the infant room at my work site daycare. I sat on the floor with my girl for 45 minutes, I showed up early because I wanted to check out the women who would have their paws on my baby. I sat on the floor, hot with anxiety, running the same script in my head over and over again. "A lot of women have to work, a lot of women have to use daycare, make the time you spend with her count. Don't worry, you aren't abandoning her." I cried everyday for two weeks. I went everyday on my lunch hour to play with her for 3 years.
Then I found myself filling out forms in triplicate. Taking home truck loads of art work, plastic bottles filled with beads, sand, water, boo boo reports, and wet clothes. I continued to go on my lunch hour to spend time with the kids, splitting up my time through out the week with each one. I only cried every other day. Running the same script in my head, replacing "her" with "them".
Today is the ending. After 4 more years my babies are going to kindergarten and my girl is starting 2nd grade. I realized this will be the last day I will be walking into the pre-school that has been a part of our lives for the past seven years. Each and every teacher face I know well. They love my kids as much as I do. The proverb of "it takes a village to raise a child" is true. The support and guidance I received from these skilled women has been invaluable. For that, I am indebted to them and grateful.
My children helped me grow and learn as a mom, so did the advice and time I spent in the classrooms with the kid's teachers. Everyday is a new challenge, I look forward to each one. The evenings sitting and doing homework, trying to make veggies look more appealing, open houses, field trips, sleepovers, watching my children walk toward their classrooms while I stand at the gate and see their future open wide with each step they take.
I am the luckiest mommy to fabulous, mischievous, inquisitive, happy children. I love being a mom. But most of all, I love my kids.
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
The beginning was seven years ago on a warm summer morning. I had been a mom for 3 months. I was tired, still off work, going to school and waiting in a long line with a lawn chair to sign up for daycare. There I sat with my baby, my dad as a backup, and multitudes of other moms hoping to secure the coveted spot in the facility. Between filling out insurance papers, shot records, pay stubs, applications, every three hour feedings, pumping milk (I know TMI but it was totally part of my current life), diapers, no sleep, no sleep, and finally no sleep.
The morning I returned to work was the day I brought my baby girl Kat into the infant room at my work site daycare. I sat on the floor with my girl for 45 minutes, I showed up early because I wanted to check out the women who would have their paws on my baby. I sat on the floor, hot with anxiety, running the same script in my head over and over again. "A lot of women have to work, a lot of women have to use daycare, make the time you spend with her count. Don't worry, you aren't abandoning her." I cried everyday for two weeks. I went everyday on my lunch hour to play with her for 3 years.
Then I found myself filling out forms in triplicate. Taking home truck loads of art work, plastic bottles filled with beads, sand, water, boo boo reports, and wet clothes. I continued to go on my lunch hour to spend time with the kids, splitting up my time through out the week with each one. I only cried every other day. Running the same script in my head, replacing "her" with "them".
Today is the ending. After 4 more years my babies are going to kindergarten and my girl is starting 2nd grade. I realized this will be the last day I will be walking into the pre-school that has been a part of our lives for the past seven years. Each and every teacher face I know well. They love my kids as much as I do. The proverb of "it takes a village to raise a child" is true. The support and guidance I received from these skilled women has been invaluable. For that, I am indebted to them and grateful.
My children helped me grow and learn as a mom, so did the advice and time I spent in the classrooms with the kid's teachers. Everyday is a new challenge, I look forward to each one. The evenings sitting and doing homework, trying to make veggies look more appealing, open houses, field trips, sleepovers, watching my children walk toward their classrooms while I stand at the gate and see their future open wide with each step they take.
I am the luckiest mommy to fabulous, mischievous, inquisitive, happy children. I love being a mom. But most of all, I love my kids.
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
Sunday, July 11, 2010
LA ROJA ESPANA!
IT IS HERE! THE FINALS, don't call me for the next three hours. I wouldn't hear the phone anyway over the vuvuzelas and my cheering. I have taught the kids to cheer for Espana in Spanish!
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
VIVA ESPANA!
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Old Glory, anew!
The most beautiful flag I have ever seen! How I love the Red, White, & Blue! I hope you all had the best of holidays, I know this was a special time for me and the kids.
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
Friday, July 2, 2010
Get your 4th ON!
Just want to wish my friends and family a safe 4th of July weekend. I can already smell the dogs, burgers and sulfur. AAAAHHHHHH....isn't it GRAND!
Happy Independence DAY!
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
Happy Independence DAY!
Follow your inner moonlight, don't hide the madness. ~ A. Ginsberg
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