Grocery Shopping,
Bought eggs,
Brought groceries home,
Put groceries away,
Could not find eggs,
One week later,
Found eggs,
Eggs in deep freezer
Frozen eggs
It could have been worse, but now I can enter a contest for poems.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Biker Gang
Two down, one to go. We are almost a complete biker family. That is, the pedal kind of biking.
I have to thank www.craigslist.com Child #2 needed a bigger bike so I found a perfect one for twenty dollars. What's the point of buying a brand new bike when they grow out of it in one season.
Child #2 is now officially riding a two wheel bike as of yesterday. Amazingly, #2 was twenty times easier to teach how to ride than Child #1. I was so happy I was ready to cry. I only held onto the bike for about one minute and she took off.
And Child #3 is not too far behind. Yay!
This summer has been great for bike riding.
I have to thank www.craigslist.com Child #2 needed a bigger bike so I found a perfect one for twenty dollars. What's the point of buying a brand new bike when they grow out of it in one season.
Child #2 is now officially riding a two wheel bike as of yesterday. Amazingly, #2 was twenty times easier to teach how to ride than Child #1. I was so happy I was ready to cry. I only held onto the bike for about one minute and she took off.
And Child #3 is not too far behind. Yay!
This summer has been great for bike riding.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Ignore or keep explaining?
Apparently, the more you do with your kids, the more they want. I am still trying to figure out the perfect balance for my kids, but I might be loosing the battle on this one.
James and I love to do things with our kids, but sometimes when we come off a busy weekend they tend to whine when we aren't doing something during the week. Now, I have always made a point to have down time, but as they get older and see what others are doing they want to do the same.
On the flip side, sometimes they complain when we have to go to the grocery store or to Target. I probably won't ever get away from the complaining, but I tend to get upset when their complaining is not justified.
Normally, I explain that they are very fortunate children considering not everyone gets to do what they do. My standard comments "Life is not fair" "Some children won't ever get a chance to do what you are doing" "We can't afford to do that" "Not every family has three children" "We're not rich." James has just accepted that our children are spoiled, but offers no help on how to change their attitude. Should I ignore the complaining or should I keep saying my comments?
James and I love to do things with our kids, but sometimes when we come off a busy weekend they tend to whine when we aren't doing something during the week. Now, I have always made a point to have down time, but as they get older and see what others are doing they want to do the same.
On the flip side, sometimes they complain when we have to go to the grocery store or to Target. I probably won't ever get away from the complaining, but I tend to get upset when their complaining is not justified.
Normally, I explain that they are very fortunate children considering not everyone gets to do what they do. My standard comments "Life is not fair" "Some children won't ever get a chance to do what you are doing" "We can't afford to do that" "Not every family has three children" "We're not rich." James has just accepted that our children are spoiled, but offers no help on how to change their attitude. Should I ignore the complaining or should I keep saying my comments?
Dinner Love...Love Dinner
Making dinner has been a task that humans have been performing since...well as long as humans have been around, of course (I thought about saying dahhh, but then my inner child would be surfacing again).
Getting back to my point, someone has to make dinner everyday. As you all know, since I am out of a job, the task has been assigned to me (Yay!)
Now that I am not rushed to make dinner in warp speed after a stressful day at work, I am actually enjoying going through the motions of preparing some meals (did you notice the formatting on some). So maybe there is more love going into my cooking now that I am not on a tight schedule. Happier mom, (I think) happier kids.
But, tonight's dinner got something extra special. I was making Mostacholi and finishing up shredding the mozzarella cheese when that last shred didn't sound quite right. Something like a grinding sound rather than a smooth cheese shred sound. If you are imagining the blood dripping all over the cheese, you guessed right, I shredded the skin off the top of my thumb knuckle.
Of course, I have to finish making dinner so I wrap a paper towel around my thumb and continue. So basically, my kids get love, sweat and blood in my dinners.
Shhh. They would never notice the blood in the cheese since the sauce is already red.
Just kidding, no blood actually went into the meal (I'm pretty sure).
Getting back to my point, someone has to make dinner everyday. As you all know, since I am out of a job, the task has been assigned to me (Yay!)
Now that I am not rushed to make dinner in warp speed after a stressful day at work, I am actually enjoying going through the motions of preparing some meals (did you notice the formatting on some). So maybe there is more love going into my cooking now that I am not on a tight schedule. Happier mom, (I think) happier kids.
But, tonight's dinner got something extra special. I was making Mostacholi and finishing up shredding the mozzarella cheese when that last shred didn't sound quite right. Something like a grinding sound rather than a smooth cheese shred sound. If you are imagining the blood dripping all over the cheese, you guessed right, I shredded the skin off the top of my thumb knuckle.
Of course, I have to finish making dinner so I wrap a paper towel around my thumb and continue. So basically, my kids get love, sweat and blood in my dinners.
Shhh. They would never notice the blood in the cheese since the sauce is already red.
Just kidding, no blood actually went into the meal (I'm pretty sure).
Friday, June 4, 2010
A Mommy Question
I know I haven't done things in a conventional way, but being the stay at home mom now versus when the kids were babies is really working out in my favor (The kids are way more fun now and mouthy, but more fun). I am enjoying my kids even with their individually flawed personalities. It definitely makes life more interesting.
Anyway, I completely digressed. I have a question that has been racking my brain in the mommy world for awhile now.
Can someone please answer, "Why Caillou(cartoon on PBS) is still bald at the age of four when his younger sister has a full head of hair at the age of one?" I know the shaved look is in, but come on. He has to grow hair sometime. He walks around with a baby head and a four year old body. This is very disturbing to me.
I have no idea why Child #2 and #3 are so intrigued with this show, but they insist on watching it, which I happily oblige since things could be a lot worse. They could be asking to watch Sponge Bob (I thoroughly despise that show).
Anyway, I completely digressed. I have a question that has been racking my brain in the mommy world for awhile now.
Can someone please answer, "Why Caillou(cartoon on PBS) is still bald at the age of four when his younger sister has a full head of hair at the age of one?" I know the shaved look is in, but come on. He has to grow hair sometime. He walks around with a baby head and a four year old body. This is very disturbing to me.
I have no idea why Child #2 and #3 are so intrigued with this show, but they insist on watching it, which I happily oblige since things could be a lot worse. They could be asking to watch Sponge Bob (I thoroughly despise that show).
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