Friday, May 27, 2011

*Bonus points to whoever can name the entertainer that sings that song...without googling it.

I can in no way promise that this will be my last weepy-teary-mah baybee is goin to big school post. I know it gets old.

I know.

But it's what I'm dealing with here. I've noticed several people (myself included) talking on facebook and blogs about sending their child (or grandchild) off to pre-k, kindergarten, 1st grade, jr, high, high school, or college. So yesterday I came to a decision that I would live this summer; just live it up to the fullest extent. That doesn't mean spend a lot of money entertaining my kids every waking moment of the day. It means, spend quality time (my love language, btw!) doing things together and making memories.

I grew up in Houston and if there is one thing south Texas does right (it does a lot of things right actually...not the least of which is green sauce ) it's summer. Yeah, it's hot but people love what that means. It means swimming mostly; plus beaches and grilling, and vacations. I think that's why I love the summer months so much.

So this summer, I vow to do it all with my kids. Swim, play in the sprinkler, go to the spray ground; eat watermelon, smores, ice cream cones, peach cobbler and popsicles; mix the dirt with sticky fingers, spend time with friends and family, play outside every night, ride bikes, go to the park, stay up late, and just, in general, live it up this summer.

My kids will still go to summer preschool (they need it...oh, how they need it) but other than that, we are living free and easy. And I love the possibilities.

Bring it, summer. We're ready.

Two side notes:
1. Cheri, Kendall is wearing one of the adorable outfits you gave her in the above picture. In the sprinkler. I blame it on her dad who was supervising at the time.
2. Yes, that is our neighbor's house in the background. The fence that separates our homes got blown over. Colin put up a new fence, thank goodness. That view was killing me.

Monday, May 23, 2011

Cason had his last preschool spring program. I tried really hard not to cry but I the dark while his class was performing. And I don't even care who knows it. So there.

Kendall still has two years left at preschool. THANK GOODNESS.

It all just happened so fast. He started out in the toddler class and now he's in the big kid class.

He's a born performer.
I look forward to the many programs, ball games, and (gulp) graduations in our future.

Monday, May 16, 2011

This morning, Kendall was sitting on the potty...doing what one does while sitting on a potty. When she was done, I handed her some toilet paper (if I don't hand it to her, she uses 1/3 of the roll). She said, "Thank you, your highness."

That's me. The Queen of Wiping Butts.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Colin's baseball team got beat in the state play offs last night. I'm disappointed/relieved about it. I cannot express how ready I am to have my husband home for a few weeks (before summer ball begins! yay!).

The game last night was about two hours away. It got pushed back several times due to weather. The kids and I didn't go so we were at home. It was very late by the time the game got started and Colin didn't end up getting home until 4 a.m. Yes, you read that right. 4 a.m. He slept for a little while and then woke up and went to his day job of teaching pimply 16 year olds calculus thingys and whatnot.

This afternoon, I was supposed to watch another coach's little boy for a couple of hours. His wife texted me and said that if I couldn't do it because I was exhausted from staying up watching score updates, she completely understood. Yeah, I was in bed and asleep by 10 pm. So I felt great!

So, just to review....
Things I WILL NOT sacrifice sleep for:
-Supporting husband's job and success and our livelihood

Things I WILL sacrifice sleep for:
-Watching the wedding of two people I've never met on TV

Sunday, May 08, 2011

That's what my kids said to me yesterday after Colin nicely reminded them to do so.

I had a great day full of yummy food (and, in America, isn't that what it's all about?) and a surprise visit from my dad that really made my day.

Saturday we went to Inspirations. It is sure to become an annual event, because OMGRAVY...THE FOOD.

This year, it seems I am more aware than ever that Mother's Day is painful for many. It's painful for those that want children and can't have any as well as those who have lost children or lost their mother. I thought a lot last week about my single mama friends who do the mom thing day in and day out without a break or help EVER. I think we should celebrate ALL women and what they do.

So, to my mom, mother in law, grandmas, my precious aunts and my mom's dear friends who all helped raise me...I thank you.

And to my kids' grandmas, great grandmas, precious aunts, and to all my dear friends who seem to pick up where I leave off in helping raise my kids...thank you.

Wednesday, May 04, 2011

Wow. There have been lots of goings on here and yet, I feel like I have nothing to write about.

Let's start with last Friday. Yep. I woke up at 4 am to watch the royal wedding. Upon finding that out, people give me one of two reactions:

1) Jump and up down and clap and squeal with glee and engage me in a 20 minute conversation about fascinators, THE DRESS, Harry, and what Di would have been wearing (because we all know SHE would have flat stole the show).

2) Roll their eyes at me and engage me in a 20 conversation about why it was dumb and a waste of my time to even watch the wedding.

Colin woke up at 5:30 like he always does for work and proceeded to lecture me about how silly it all was. I told him he was curmudgeonly and that he should keep his mouth shut because I've spent 10 years not caring what he thought so why should I start now.

I thoroughly enjoyed waking up early to watch such a beautiful, happy occasion. I also enjoyed the party that was happening on twitter and sending roughly 200 texts to my good friend, Jess, between the hours of 4 and 7 a.m.
After the wedding was over, I had to join the real world which meant getting my kid's breakfast and such. Cason had an assembly to attend at his new "big school" where he will start kindergarten (!) in a few months (!!). I was thinking that the assembly started at 9:30. I got out of the shower at 8:30 and around 8:45 thought, "You know, I should call the school to double check about the time." When I called they said the assembly started at 9:00 and would probably start a little early.

Of course.

So I threw on a hat, some mascara (duh), and some clothes. I threw some clothes on the kids and we got in the car ready to speed away to the school. Only my parking brake was on because Colin had been fixing a tire the night before. And, I tell ya, I could not get that dern parking brake to move. I called Colin and politely (ahem) asked him if I was doing something wrong. I wasn't. Finally FINALLY it worked and we made the 1/4 mile drive to the school and made it just in time for the assembly.

So here's the thing, I just so desperately want Cason to have a positive year next year in kindergarten. He's only been to Sonshine School. He loves it there and I'm sure that he would prefer for them to have a k-12 program. As social as a kid as he is, he is like his dad in that he hates trying new things.

Then there is my daughter. A few weeks ago, I told her that when Cason goes to kindergarten, it would be just me and her all day. She said, "But, I'm going to kindergarten too." Whoops.

So there we were, at the school assembly. Cason was standing attached to my leg saying, "I want to leave. It's time to go home." Kendall was clapping her hands, dancing, and trying to get her brother to get excited. He wasn't having it.

He got to go look in the kindergarten rooms. He noticed that they had apple computers and he was excited about that. But that was about it.

Kendall was so excited about the prospect of going to kindergarten, she threw a fit when we got in the car and begged all day to go back.

Basically, we could have an interesting time ahead of us.

I'm trying to not make a big deal out of all of it and just enjoy our summer, but it's hard to suppress my neurotic tendencies.

I gave up sugar again for the month of May. Yikes. In the interest of full disclosure I had a cookie today. I had to make them for an event and one came apart when I was taking off the baking sheet and it asked me so politely to eat it. So I did. At least that's the story I'm going with. Also, on Saturday, I'm going to Inspirations tea room, and by golly, I'm eating dessert there. But other than that, NO SWEETS.

I turn 30 on June 1st so it just felt like the right time to torture, er, uh, challenge myself again.