Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Thoughts on Mother's Day....

Recently, online, I saw an article about some parents getting upset because a school had sent out a notice that kids would not be making "Mother's Day or Father's Day" gifts.  The reasons the school made were legitimate concerns about inclusion--and a more immediate need concerning one of their students having a tragedy in the family occur recently.  (Here is an article about this)

Regarding that specific issue above, I feel that the parents who are upset need to chill out.  The schools are not there to make the kids do crafts for your gifts.  They are there to learn.  If they happen to make you a Mothers/Fathers Day gift--great, but one should not expect it...and one should take that the school is trying to teach a more important lesson about people in general and about having empathy and understanding about various cultures and families, etc.


Then, it got me thinking about Mother's Day in general and my own experiences with the holiday...

As a mother, I have enjoyed a good many Mother's Days---19 to be exact...

And I have to say--the gifts, by and large, mean nothing.  Sure, my heart swells to see the cute handmade gifts...I keep them for long periods of time..I still have the paper "flowers" that Michael made me so very long ago...but, really....Mother's Day for me is just taking the time out to relax...and get some yummy French Toast from my husband, some type of chocolately thing from my kids--a wonderful lunch out with my family....and time.  Time to sleep in.  Time to have a bubble bath.  Time.  Time is so precious.  Time is what I want.

Unfortunately, as I get older and my children get older--I realize that the one gift, the one perfect slipping my children are growing older and growing away from role as mother is changing.  Time is not a gift that will stay for long...


Monday, May 08, 2017

Weekend - whoosh --

That was a quick weekend!

Michael had a driving lesson, Willow is prepping for her recital on 20th.  She is going to be playing piano and then being part of a singing group.

Then there was shopping and laundry and carpet cleaning...

Luckily, we also got to see Guardians of the Galaxy 2!  oh, and Free Comic Book day!

Not a lot of family hanging out time...a lot of running around time instead!  

Oh, and we sort of watched one of my favorite movies together ("Auntie Mame" me some Rosalind Russell).  (We sort of watched it together--I watched it, Chewy was in the room and sometimes watched it...Willow sort of watched, especially when I said to watch a scene with me...and we watched the end all together at dinner...)

Willow seems to be into doing selfies...

This weekend.  Just being silly.


Monday, April 24, 2017

Nine Year Old

Chewy often wakes up early in the morning to do some work before the day officially that soft early morning hour of 4-6 a.m....sometimes she creeps into his side of the bed...this morning, extra cuddles were had as I marveled at my wonderful Nine.  

She is an old soul, last night lamenting that she only had a few hours before she was eight years old no more.  She is funny and silly and my little energizer bunny.  She is thoughtful and caring and creative.  She is my reader, my squishy bug.  She is my daughter who loves to tell it like it is.  She asks the strangest questions.  She is scared of bugs, but loves plants and playing outdoors.  She loves getting muddy and dirty and likes pretty clothes.  And shoes.  Lots of shoes. She likes comics and some Super Heroes, but is not a total geek like her parents.  She sometimes declares she is a vegetarian, but eats chicken nuggets.  She loves singing and piano, but hates to practice.  She is my Willow.  

Pictures from her Spa Party on the 16th...

Willow and her best friend, Kayla.

The cake was beautiful...but not chocolate (which, apparently, was a pre-requisite for the birthday girl...)

Honey facials...

With cucumbers no less!



And then there was singing and dancing!

And from yesterday, Birthday Lunch with her cousins...

Second lunch entree--she had pasta with butter...but it was a small portion...and I think she liked seeing her cousins pizza--so, second entree she had!

Gift from Michael!  (Despite this look--she said this is her third favorite birthday gift!)

And now...chocolate cake!

Playing with Kirsten

And Lorelei


Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Full Tilt - Update

Sometimes my life feels like I am a part of this string of run on sentences....kinda like this

Lots of things going on...which I may write about eventually...
Random things Willow asks when I am dropping her off at school (2-3 mins tops in line of cars):
  • What is a collar bone?  Why is it called a collar bone?
  • Why do Christians believe in Jesus but Jews do not?  Wasn't Jesus Jewish?
  • How do babies get food in their mom's tummy?
  • So, if we are friends with a country, their friends are our friends?
  • Why do we not get along with Russia?
Soon to me a series!


No time to write, but time for ice cream!

Friday, March 31, 2017

Every Day...

  • Recently, for some reason, she likes my hairbrush more than the three (3!) other brushes she has.  (Mine is a round brush).  Yesterday morning, I knew she would be asking for it--I lightly tossed it down the stairs.  And it bounced.  And the handle broke off of it.  I was a bit frustrated at that...but, she looked up at me, I looked at her...and we both laughed.  This morning, she said "remember when you threw your brush down and it broke? that was hillarious!"  (She pronounces it like HILLllllaaaarioussss).  Guess we both need new (round) brushes!

  • The other evening, I took him out to drive.  I forgot my cell phone.  I also forgot how much patience is required for a first time driver.  I did fine. He did fine...he also was in a good mood. Which means that while he unsteadily drives around a block for a few times, he is randomly stating story titles from the Scary Stories collection.  As my stomach goes into my throat, as he almost runs over a curb and narrowly misses a parked car.  I patiently, softly, point out that he should be paying attention.  He says he is.  (I think he is, actually).  I wish I hadn't forgotten my cell phone....and then we are done and I drive us home.

  • Monday is our wedding anniversary...24 years! Its amazing how long and how short that feels. We have been having a very hectic 2017 so far, lots of work and worry for both of us.  We are a great team together--but it means sometimes, especially with our kids, we don't always have time for each other.  I am so lucky that he is such a great father to our children.  I think we just need to be better about carving out time for ourselves.  Maybe re-instituting a monthly night out...starting this Sunday--anniversary dinner at an Italian restaurant

  • BTVS is 20 years old.  Seriously?  Such an influential show for our family.  She would not be named what she is named without this show.  Well, anniversary present for us--EW magazine with that Buffy photo shoot!  

  • And then there is this:
    From a Buffy convention...a long, long time ago...when CosPlayers were not identified as such...

  • I have paperwork a plenty to fill out and copy, etc. There are summer camps and studies and applications all sorts of things on my plate...and trying to keep my head above water...although I am starting to see a light at the end of the tunnel...perhaps a good summer ahead....

  • In one of those often occurring instances when the boy is so much like me, but yet he doesn't realize it...his History Fair project is about burial practices throughout history.  (I cannot wait until I can someday really explore my ghoulish side with him again...)
  • Father and son are enjoying watching "Iron Fist" together.  Daughter is watching "I...Zombie", which we haven't seen the second season that should be interesting...


Friday, March 24, 2017

Moments - Coming and Going

A month from today, Willow turns Nine!  Nine!  Wow.


One of my proudest, most important achievements in my life are my children.  I know they are not perfect.  I know I am not perfect.  But I am so very happy to have them, through good and bad, through happy and sad...through frustrations, awkwardness and brilliance.  They astound me with their growth, with their wonderfulness of being my children.


Spring is not really here yet. We did not have much of a winter, so we cannot complain...much...but I am ready to see the flowers and buds again.  Spring is short here in New England, but it usually feels me with a sense of renewal, and especially with the political climate lately, I need that.


So many things going on, trying to enjoy things while also keeping on top of all the moving parts...can sometimes seem overwhelming.


Perfect Moment:   Multiple times last night, Michael hugged Willow.  Nice big, brotherly he used to. I don't know if he senses she needed it, but it was wonderful to see.