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When am I going to be a grown up?

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I swear, kids are great!  Lord only knows the random thoughts and things that go thru their heads.  This morning Little Man asked me,

“Mom, When am I going to be a grown up?”

I didn’t know exactly what to say, so I responded, “When you are old enough to live on your own without Mommy and Daddy”

I couldn’t see his face because we were in the car driving but the tone of his voice got real sad and he said, “I’m going to miss Mommy and Daddy.”

“Me to baby, me too!” 

Oh, I’ll Remember That!

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Yay, I get to save money by not having to buy anymore toys!  I guess I should explain…

We give Little Man “Certificates” when ever he tries something new to eat and after 5 of them he can trade them in for a new toy. It can take months to get 5.   So now he is back to 1.

Well I guess he is over it. I was asking him if he wanted strawberries, that they were sweet like fruit snacks and that he would get a certificate.

“I don’t want any more toys, I already have a lot.”

“Oh, really?”

“I will have to remember that next time we are at the store and you start asking for a one!”

Makes me SMILE week 29

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Little Man’s excitement for new toys, new to us toys.

Big Man’s Dad in town.

Compliments to the baker!

Little Man’s first time to roller skate and the fact that he thought he was awesome at it even though he was using a roller skate walker-helper thing-a-ma-jig.

(Okay, I know it might look like we, or I, am using the “thing-a-ma-jig” but I wasn’t, this was just a photo-op.)

Little Miss A in roller skates.

(What is up the carpet in these types of places?)

Child Dedication at Church that included our Little Man, never too late you know!

(Us with Pastor Jeff)
 

The start of VBS, we are running the games for approx. 300 kids all week.

(On a hot day you have to get your kids out and play Splish, Splish, Splash. Like Duck, Duck, Goose but with a cup of water) 
 

Can I grow up?

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I had a stop the clock moment and an, if you only knew, moment when we were on vacation.

It was our last day and we had an 11AM Check out time.  We were packing and cleaning and talking about how we didn’t want to leave.  My friend’s daughter (10 yo) was talking to Little Man and she said “I am going to move down here when I grow up”.  As she was saying this she went to go sit on some steps to the house.  I was about 20 feet away at the truck loading somethings up and Little Man comes over to me all serious and sweet like, calls for me and I turn around and he is right under me looking up and says,  “Mommy, can I go over there and grow up with *A?”

It was the saddest and funniest things at the same time.  Stop the Clock Moment – everyone was so sad and didn’t want to leave the beach house behind, including me.  If You Only Knew Moment – In my head I was thinking, Son, if you only knew how fast time goes by and before I know it I will blink my eyes and you will be 14,  that one day you are going to be my age and wishing you were just a little younger for a little longer.  Again another Stop the Clock Moment – Stop growing, stop just for a moment and stay this cute, funny, loving Preschooler that you are.

Please remember this

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Dear Son,

PLEASE remember this week.  I know at the age of 3 years and 8 months that the chances of you remembering this trip long-term are probably very slim.  You will get to a point in life where you will think to yourself, Did we do that or did I dream that up?  I can only assume that it is going to be another very long time before we can have a true family vacation.  I feel like we do not get enough of these moments and I am always scared that we will not be able to do more things like this in the future, or near future anyways.  I want you to have your own life and not mirror mine or your fathers like I once thought.  But, there is one thing I want you to experience like me and that was family road trips, trips on the highway and stopping every couple of hours for a sightsee excursion, spending the days on a beach or by the lake.  Those were some of my fondest memories.  Fighting over the space in the back seat with my sister.  Coloring in our coloring books until the next stop. (No portable DVD or Ipod back in my day)   Sitting up front on the ice chest (no booster seats back in my day either) leaning in between my parents from the back of a van talking and looking out at the different scenery.  Going on a cave tour or crabbing or watching fireflies in the sky for the first time.

I hope you smell the air, feel the sun on your cheeks, taste the salty water on your lips, squish the sand in your toes, laugh out of no where and take it all in as much as a 3 year and 8 month old boy can appreciate.  Because one day you will be married with kids taking them to the beach and thinking back hopefully of this very week.

Hug-Hug, Kiss-Kiss!

Makes me SMILE week 23

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A nothing to do Friday night hanging with the family.

Little Man’s last Blastball game of the season.  (Not that the season is over, they played really well and got trophy’s.)

Spending the afternoon doing nothing with one of my Besties and the kids.

A light-hearted Church service with a real message.

The feeling of God’s presence and faith and the peace from it during a stressful time.

Seeing change.

Blastball Pizza Party.

People that take time out of their lives for others.

School Programs.  Little Man did so go and loved it.  The days of just standing there are over.

Splendid Mess: Puddle Jumpers

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With the TONS of Rain we have gotten lately Puddle Jumping is a common occurrence lately.  In front of our house at the end of the drive way a puddle forms and Little being Little, he is all about puddle jumping.  If I know that we aren’t going anywhere else for the night then, hey, why not?  He can change his clothes.  Yes, I am one of “THOSE” moms!  Sometimes I even get in on it myself!  Where do you think he learned it from?

This past weekend one of my dearest friend’s daughter had a birthday party.  She almost cancelled the party because of the rain the day before.  She had Miss A’s party at a park and the hit of the party were the puddles!  It was so cute and the Birthday Girl was the one having the most fun with them.

 A great example of a “Splendid Mess” Moment!

Are you deaf son?

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Can you hear me?  Maybe we should get your ears checked?  How in the WORLD did you MASTER the skills of Selective Hearing at such a young age?  It amazes me how I can ask you to do something 5 times and you keep on doing your own thing!  But the minute I have to raise my voice or start to counting you will automatically start to understand the words coming out of my mouth.

Don’t get me wrong, there are times to use such a trait, it can be valuable at times.  Like when you are older and your girlfriend, collage girlfriend I should say b/c that is when you are allowed to start dating, starts to gab with her best friend or when you are watching the basketball playoffs and your wife is talking about something, but you wouldn’t know because the playoffs are on.  By the way that might start an argument with said wife and do not, by any means, tell her I told you it was okay.  That is between you and her.  Okay, that is besides the point.

My point is I understand Selective Hearing.  Mothers do it too, that is why sometimes you have to go, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, MOMMMYYYY!  But I am the parent and you are the child, I can do that and when you have kids of your own THEN you can do it too!  Great, now I sound like my parents!