Family Portrait Preview...

Got a great deal at a portrait shoppe...went today, here are fuzzy cellphone photos...

Willow was great, our hair was messed, we were all a bit dazed--some because we have colds, some because we had no idea what we were doing, some because they had just come to the mall right from karate...

Still, the photos turned out well. I HATE standard posed portraits...I like to see personalities in them. And we definitely have that.

Show & Tell

For this week's Show & Tell:

The Circus!

The Circus came to Boston last week, so we got some good discounted tickets and went.

Here are some fuzzy cellphone pictures...


Of course, we had to be indulgent and get the $7.00 Popcorn and the $12.00 Cotton Candy (hey, it came with the wizard hat!)


The opening number...

There was a lot of song and dance numbers (most I could have done without). But the tigers and elephants were wonderfully exciting, as were the dancing horses and dog tricks--not to mention the trapeze artists and high wire acts!

Willow was a bit restless during the little production numbers between the big acts, but otherwise, she was entranced.

It had been a long time since I had seen this big of a circus and it was great fun!


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The Meeting

The first one was horrific. My butterflies were gigantic, and I felt like I was to blame. Why could he not be "normal"? Why? What did I do wrong? Blame.Blame.Blame.

The second meeting was after some tests. By then I was more informed, but yet. There was guilt and worry. Maybe if he had a sibling? Why can we not provide this to him? What did we do wrong? Why could he not be "normal"?

A meeting with a doctor, more tests. Testing provided measurable proof of something that we knew in our guts was true.

But.

Meeting after meeting I became more aware of myself, of my son, of my family. Of factors that I could and could not control. Of laws and rules and medications. What is "normal" anyway? Are any of us truly "normal"?

And now today we have another meeting. This time with his middle school to discuss 504 accommodations. And while I still have the smallest feeling like I am going before a firing squad, I am in control and understand much more. I understand that this meeting is not about blame (there is none to place). I understand that we are his advocates, his voice in these proceedings. That what we say can provide his teachers tools in helping him in his day. This is a meeting to help my child. My wonderfully quirky, intelligent, frustrating, warm, kind, witty son. Each time at a meeting we get at least one person complimenting us on what a wonderful child he is.

And we are there to help him as we always have been. And while I don't think I have been the perfect mother, I do know that I am proud of him and know that I have and will keep doing whatever I can to help him become this wonderful young man that I see emerging.

Ode to a Kitten and a Toddler

How alike you are

Both so damned cute

Whirls of energy (sometimes exhausting)

Into things I was sure you could not get in to (do you conspire?)

Food—one of you always eating, anything and everything

One of you always eating, demanding almost anything and everything (not sure which is which sometimes)

Both of you know how to plead and beg

Both persistent

One SCREAMS and POUTS and CRYS (tonight it was for a 3rd lollipop after dinner--denied)

The other PURRS and POUNCES OVER AND OVER AND OVER (you put him down—he is up/you move him to another room/he comes back)

Under foot, underneath, under covers (one to play sleepy time—and laugh and “hide”; the other to play “surprise! – let me stab your feet with my claws!”)

Both

Frustratingly cute

And Growing before my eyes

Show & Tell

For this week's Show & Tell, we go to Williamsburg, VA once again. I was the first one to arrive and the last one to leave the Braces Bunch Gathering...so on Sunday afternoon, before my flight, I went to the Ripley's Believe It Or Not Museum.




I have a fascination with the weird and bizarre, which is something I can share with my son. I have found him reading with the same veracity that I had as a child, all those Ripley's books. I have fond memories of watching the old Jack Palance show...so, when I had found out there was a Ripley's Museum in Williamsburg, I hoped that I could go. I had told my son that I might go there. As I was getting my ticket to go into the museum, my family called...and I heard in the background my son's voice--and my husband telling him that "yes, she is there right now!"

I made sure to take some pictures and video for him.


A ceremonial skull (neat-o!)


Two headed cow (moo! moo!)


A few strands of President George Washington's hair (with certification that its authentic)




All in all, I did not find the museum as creepy as I would have liked, but it was still an interesting diversion and I was glad to share it in some way with my son.



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Under The Weather; Under Foot

Yesterday, Michael and I both felt rather ill...in those vague symptom-ness ways where you feel achy and sleepy and...well, not well. So, I left work early, luckily, everyone else was home for the holiday. Both Michael and I slept ALOT yesterday. And we both are not feeling 100% today. I think, as usual, he will recover quickly and be well by the end of day today. As usual, I will have gotten the brunt of whatever illness...I think I might be getting a sinus infection...or maybe its just a rough cold...or strep (yes, that was what I was thinking at 3 a.m. this morning).

Willow and Kif made sure to let their presence be known, however. When I got home from my half day of work, her toys were EVERY WHERE. She ate our crackers along with us, she made sure to point out that she needed many, many juice boxes. Luckily, hubs was home and kept her amused most of the time.

Kif likes to try and eat any left overs people leave around the house...and with Willow and my hubs that usually means there is a lot of food around for him to get into. Add in sick people--he was having a field day! Hope its okay for kittens to eat spaghetti o's...

Kif has also become fascinated with the basement--where our laundry is done. So he sits right by the door, awaiting his chance to pounce on past you as you are carrying clothes...so far he has only been trapped down there once.

Willow is doing pretty good with the toddler bed. Once she is down to bed, she if fine--no getting up in the middle of the night and she is keeping her normal sleep patterns (not getting up before us). HOWEVER, getting her down to bed has become trickier. Last night it took 1 1/2 hours to get her to finally stay asleep.

Borrowing from Suzy...

outside my window... it is dark, cool, almost time for bed.

i am thinking... that my stomach hurts (I think I might be a little lactose intolerant), my head hurts and its time to go to bed soon.

i am thankful for... a sleeping toddler--we converted her crib to a toddler bed today...and so far, she is sleeping away!

from the kitchen... I did not cook dinner tonight, was going to, but someone (HUBS) put the chicken roaster in the freezer, and we had promised the kids ice cream...the day was just that weird that yes, we went out for ice cream before dinner; came home and I prepared meals for the kids cuz my husband and I were not hungry any more, then my tummy started hurting...so, yeah, its 10 o'clock at night and I have had no dinner, not going to have any...(um, well, I guess the one scoop of pumpkin and one scoop of apple pie cheesecake ice cream ended up being my dinner...)

i am wearing... blue sweat pants, blue shirt and my robe (even tho its not that cold)

i am creating... nothing at the moment, although I am hoping to scrap book soon.

i am going... to go to bed soon--but first--T.V.!

i am reading... a memoir; a fiction book that was on my son's summer reading list; and a fictional book that I have read before.

i am hoping... that my stomach quits hurting and that Willow stays asleep in her toddler bed all night.

i am hearing... a pretty quiet night...husband is in the kitchen studying for a technical exam he is taking on Thursday.

around the house... Hubs in kitchen, Willow in her toddler bed (I hope), Michael in his bed asleep (I hope); Kif and Gabby are sleeping on various chairs near Hubs in kitchen, me I am on the computer, not the laptop.

one of my favorite things... fall leaves and their crunching noise--still waiting for that around here...any day now. :-)

i don't understand... why I can be in a bad mood on a beautiful fall day...

i wish... this weather would last longer. (Here ya!)

a few plans for the rest of the week...Tomorrow I go to work; hubs has off with the kids (may haps they come and visit me at lunch?); Thursday night is gamer night; Friday morning we have a 504 meeting at Michael's school; Friday night we are all going to the Circus; Saturday we are going to a friends house to "play".

and a photo to share...HA!



Ooooh, okay, here are some photos...

Michael in his Halloween costume; Willow in her new pjs...

Show & Tell - Braces Bunch Gathering

Last week, I went to Williamsburg, VA to meet up with some Braces Bunch Gals and had a very nice time.

I arrived on Thursday and hung out with Amy from A Somewhat Ordinary Life, who was a very nice host. She opened up her house to us and we even got our kid fix with her wonderful son, Smooch.

Everyone brought some snack foods...SeussGirl brought "puppy chow" (a mixture of melted chocolate/peanut butter and crispix--YUM!). She also brought some nice goodie bags for all of us.

JJ had an adventure driving to our gathering, but finally was able to join us safe and sound.

I was indoctrinated into the world of Grey's Anatomy and other shows I don't watch. (I think it was more fun cuz they were there!)

Friday morning we got up and decided to go to Colonial Williamsburg. It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed a good meal at a Cheese/Sandwich shop. It was a very busy place, but the sandwiches were worth the wait! While there, we saw a Santa Claus...and then another. It seemed that there was a Santa Claus gathering that weekend too!

That evening we went out to a nice restaurant to meet with Hannah. The atmosphere was wonderful, the conversation fun. The food great.

Saturday was a slower day, especially when JJ learned that she would have to leave our gathering a little earlier than expected. We still made the best of it and met up with Erica and Hannah for a relaxing lunch at a nice Mexican restaurant! We stayed long after our food was finished...just talking and enjoying each other's company.

Things I have learned this past weekend at the BB Gathering:

SeussGirl loves games and is ruthless with her trains.

JJ does NOT like pizza.

Amy is a great listener.

Hannah is as adorable in person as she is on her blog.

I can swear in front of Erica.

I found that we all love books (talk of a book exchange), that we all love Mexican food.

That carrot sticks don’t travel well (they were forgotten until I got home—they were more like carrot juice)

That people may be different, but they can be alike too. And that life’s unexpected turns can make us all turn to each other and find that support that we need in the most unexpected places.

I hope to be able to meet up with these wonderful ladies again!

Some pictures...


Hannah and Erica

Braces Bunch Logo JJ created at dinner.


Colonial Williamsburg

Me, JJ and Amy - a shout out to another BBer...



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Scattering of Moments

Conversations with women from various points of views; good food; good drink; good laughs.

Calls from home with pleas to come home, bringing tears but also joy to realize that there is a little one there to come home to.

Sights and sounds of a different town; more friends to meet and greet as old friends off of the battlefield.

Intimate conversations into the night; playing a game coyly, laughlingly.

Bunking down on air mattresses, a girls sleep-over.

Chocolate.

Coming home to "Mommymommymommy!! You are here!!" (as she pokes me to just make sure); the boy giving me a silly grin and smiling eyes that show me how much he missed me than mere words can say.

Snuggling on the couch after they are to bed and falling asleep in his lap...like I usually do.

Boldly Going Where A Lot of People Have Gone Before…

I am going to Williamsburg, VA to meet up with some Braces Bunch Gals that I have known on-line and through the Postal Service for over three years.

Here is what I posted about this some place else:

“The end of September I am going to be going to Williamsburg, VA. Alone on an airplane, to meet people I have never met. But, I have something in common with them. I am going to meet up with some women, some of whom I have known online for over three years, who are or who have struggled through infertility. We met online through our various blogs and created a group that supported each other through cards and gifts through the regular mail. In the past three years, I have gotten cards, "lucky socks", letters, chocolates when I was down and other gifts. I have sent words of encouragement and little gifts to cheer to various women from various parts of this country. We are going to meet for the first time. And yet...we already know what is in our hearts.

Please remember that many of you are struggling--but you are NOT alone. There are women out there facing the same difficulties. Support them when you can; be supported when you are in need.”
However, I have had a little bit of anxiety about this trip. I am leaving my comfort zone. I am going somewhere I have never been to meet people I have never seen. And I am leaving my family behind for the first time ever. As I have gotten older, I have noticed this tendency I have in wanting to stay “safe” and “comfortable” and the panic attacks that I have when I am trying something new. I think it is partially age, partially some bad experiences, partially because my life in general is pretty damn good.**

But whatever the reasons, I know that those feelings can hold me back. So, last year when I turned 40, I decided I would try not to let those feelings take hold in me. That I would grasp at opportunities that I may have not taken before or have shied away from, either because of fear or more often, lack of time or motivation.. Move outside my comfort zones. Not that I have ever been one not to try something new…I actually have always enjoyed having many different experiences and trying new things (one of my favorite things about living in this region of the country is the myriad of things to do around here).

But I am talking about more subtle things. Like trying to define myself. Not as a wife or mother or employee. But as a human being with needs and wants that may or may not be the same as those titles.

So here I find myself worrying about a plane trip, anxious about leaving my son and daughter for the first time, worrying about the added stress that my husband gladly took on to let me do this trip…and leaving on Thursday to meet some wonderful people.


**Actually, like many people in these times, we are actually pretty highly stressed and anxious, but we are better off than most and we do have each other.

A busy Saturday

This morning we got up early, I made waffles for everyone, Willow got yogurt all over herself and the kitchen table...after a quick bath...

We went to a Lego Convention in Boston with my brother and his wife and cousins. I think this was the first one, and it was interesting for the things it had and did not have (I was looking for more Lego representatives walking around--maybe costumed characters, maybe some bands playing..I think I have been spoiled from Halloweentown). Oh, not to say it wasn't fun...it definitely was fun!** Here are some pictures...


Willow kissing a Lego Guy...


Michael and Willow inside a lion's mouth...





They had a LOT of Star Wars Models...


Another Lego Guy...and you'll note that Michael is wearing a Lego Star Wars shirt (yeah, him and 100 other kids!)


One of my favorite heroes...


One of Michael's.



Michael used to LOVE these guys!

So, after Le.goFe.st, we all went to Fudd.Ruck.ers and had a nice lunch. And then we went to a Halloween store and Michael got a great Halloween Costume (Willow is going to be the kangaroo again--that costume still is a little big for her).





This is an awesome costume. And it was well worth having to go back home to get the coupon for 20% off and driving back there and picking it up (it was the last one on the shelf). Then, we came back home...I changed a nasty diaper.

Then we watched Ast.ro Bo.y. After the movie, Willow and I played--she offered to make me a triple cheese hamburger sandwich (without a bun) and Michael disappeared several times. And re-appeared as General Grievous. He REALLY likes this costume...he thanked me many, many times. I jokingly said, well, its not just for the costume I hope--and he went through a litany of things I do for him (feed him, shelter him, give birth to him(!)). So, yeah he likes the costume. (Oh, and then I changed nasty diaper #2)

So, finally, I keep getting around to talking to them on what to do for dinner..and I change nasty diaper #3 (she obviously ate something that her stomach did not like) and so after her second bath of the day...we have dinner.

And then after a 1/2 of a cartoon show, the struggle for bed begins and finally ends...at 9:15 p.m.

Oh, and yeah...my husband was doing a guys day today...so this was my single mommy day.

It was packed. It was fun. I am done. (I will be on the couch vegging now...)

**Okay, I do have one kinda big issue with the convention. It was a pain in the butt because they did not allow strollers. They did not say this before hand, but when we got there, we had to put the stroller away. And the place was PACKED with people (we did not get to go to all the things because of the long lines). So, yeah..trying to keep track of a toddler in that mess, or try carrying her 30lbs of deadweight around...uh, not as fun. I am sure they had their reasons...but I am just saying, some of my exhaustion is from that issue!

"Old" Friends

The other night I got to finally meet up with Susan and her husband Ike. It was a wonderfully mild Tuesday night in Davis Square and we ate at one of our favorite Indian restaurants (Suzy & Ike love Sushi and Indian probably about as much as we do!)

It was amazing how quickly everyone was comfortable with each other. Hugging Susan was like hugging an old friend and we all fell easily into conversation.

Susan and I had Willow between us, and Willow had no problems whatsoever in “Beeping” Suzy (lately she has been poking in various parts of our bodies and saying “beep”, its her variation of “got your nose”—which she also does to no end). My usually shy-to-strangers toddler was immediately best buds with Susan. And then she crawled under the table to play. Yep, my toddler’s table manners are not the best at the moment. She did share a Mango Lassi with me, tho.

Suzy was a good sport while Willow attacked her personal space again and again--which is something since she had just had a day of air travel to boot!

Suzy and Ike were also able to get my son out of his shell. I was impressed how quickly they were able to draw him out and get him to open up about his summer camp/after school camp. Michael is usually very quiet around strangers, usually tending to talk exclusively to his dad or me while at dinner with someone he does not know. But he was quite animated in discussing things once they drew him out. And, he even used one of his French vocabulary words during discussion!

We all had a great time and wished it could have been longer. Brad and I thought Susan and Ike were very fun to be around and wish them all the best and we offer up an open invitation to come by and visit anytime –next time SUSHI!

Enjoy the rest of your vacation, Suzy!

And now, the pictures -- let me apologize for the quality of photos—my compact video/camera is great and all, but it doesn’t have a flash…and we were having such a great time that by the time we got to photos it was a bit dark out. So we parked ourselves outside a different restaurant that had better, not totally adequate, light. (I am sure Suzy’s pics will be better!)



Ike, Suzy, Michael and Willow. I really feel this captures everyone's personality the best.


Michael, Suzy and Ike (do you see a pig somewhere?)


Cute couple!


Yep, that is me in the shadows...and Suzy in the light!

Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. Once a week we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

This weekend was not perfect. It was hectic and anxiety ridden and chaotic and annoying and so full of things happening that I don't feel like I had a weekend, per say. There was good things too, but there was an overriding feeling of exhaustion and anxiousness...throw in a sick kid, a rambunctious toddler, exhausted and overworked parents...ya got us this weekend.

So, the perfect moments were the little things--

Laying down with my head-achy son, holding him and looking at him while he tried to sleep in my arms.

Noticing her length and colors of her hair as I rock her to sleep. Hearing her say "Sing to me mommy"--as I struggle to find words to sing to this wonderful child.

Hanging out on a Saturday night, watching a silly movie (Date Night) and holding hands on the couch. Talking as we watch Pop Up Videos and remember our college years together.

Being awoken by a furry mouth nuzzling my mouth at 4 a.m. on a SATURDAY.

As I write this, I look at my hand and see traces of blue ink and I am reminded of my daughter--who destroyed a blue pen yesterday and had it ALL over herself. (At the time, not perfect--but now, I grin)

Fixing a cowlick on my son (who feels better) this morning before he goes to school, noticing how thick his hair is.


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King Richard's

Last Saturday we went to our traditional fall outing -- to King Richard's Faire. Usually we go in October, but I was able to get a great discount if we went either last weekend or this weekend. So, with our friend John along, we went and had a good time.

I think the person who had the best time was Willow:




Taking her this year showed me how much she has grown and how much more fun she can have when we go do things. She is "on" as it were.

Also, lately, my children are Food Pirahna's....look what they do to this Turkey Leg!!

Michael wanted to eat almost as soon as we got there, so before we even had lunch, he had pre-lunch...yes, my son is becoming a Hobbit..

Willow, of course wanted some, so Michael shared...

Whereupon she stripped it pretty bare...after having some Apple Jacks too...

Willow also got to ride the ponies--not once, but twice...

And the kids played in the kids corner of the faire.

I have video of this...she is burying her baby doll that she brought with us...saying that she is putting the baby asleep...hmmm...(it was kinda creepy cuz the baby's face was being buried with sand...


A little medieval knight in the kids corner..



We actually did not stay this year for the jousting, but there is always next year!

Geek and Gamer Girls Song

Oh yeah.

Thoughtful Tuesdays

JJ has a wonderful idea for posts on Tuesdays expressing either something that you are thankful for, something that you have witnessed that was an act of kindness or something that you have done to "pay it forward".

My husband has recently thought up something that I not only thought was thoughtful, but that I am also thankful for.

With his hours, the two kids and the general daily choas around us, we don't always get to "talk" like we used to. Sometimes we get snatches here or there, but none of the intellectual stuff (or geeky stuff) that we are used to.

So, for the past month or so, we have been doing Link Thursday. We gather up 5-6 links of articles of things we are interested in that we want to share. And then on Thursday we send those links in an email to each other. It has helped to jump start our conversations at home, or at the very least, we have shared information with each other that we find stimulating that would have otherwise been lost in the shuffle. I find myself enjoying hunting for links that I know are interesting and unusual and I look forward to seeing what links my husband sends.

We have sent each other links on Virtual Brains, Charlie Chan, Bruce Campbell, various NPR stories and comics. Sometimes they are little nothings, sometimes they begin huge discussions.

There are many ways to communicate, and I am thankful that we have started this tradition.

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Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. Once a week we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

Moment #1: She is meowing like a kitten. Crawling and meowing. It is fascinating to see her imagination start to really take off. We try to videotape her escapades, but as soon as the camera is pointed at her, she stops acting like a kitten. We put the camera away...and then she merrily goes ahead and purrs like a kitten, crawls up to the kitchen chair to rub against it. And then she trys to eat food off the floor.

Moment #2: His feelings hurt, I comfort him. It is near bedtime, but he says "I can't really go to bed after crying." I agree with him and we decide to watch something funny on television first. We watch a program, sitting next to each other. Then I take him up to bed and he is fine...well, not fine, but not upset and is able to go to bed. The next morning, he is not pouting, not disagreeble, even though he has every right to be all those things. I wonder if he has forgotten the hurt--and then I understand that it is not that that he has forgotten it--that he is mature enough to deal with hurts and slights like we all have to.


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S&T - Back to School/New School - Middle School!

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Michael started 6th Grade this year--which is Middle School(!) (For me, I went to grade school from K-6, then Jr. High School 7-8, so this is something a bit new to me).

Every school year I have a set of poses that I always get photos of, and there are some I have added throughout the years...


All packed the night before.


This morning, all ready dressed and ready to go! Normally, I would have gotten a photo of him in his bed, as I woke him up--but my Middle Schooler has his own alarm clock now--and he was already up and dressed!




Breakfast time! It seems First Day of school is always scrambled eggs and some type of melon (usually cantalope).



Kif wants some too!! And lately, the cats always have to invade the pictures...


Ready to go...


Middle School awaits!


Blowing a kiss, as he goes to school. (This photo was taken from the car window...he did not need us to get out and walk him there, we just dropped him off--and watched him go...and then I cried).

Happy First Day of Middle School, Michael!

Oh, and to compare, here is Kindergarten and Third Grade...it goes by fast!

Back to School Anxiety (Mine)

Tomorrow is it. Michael will be going to Middle School. A new school, a new schedule, a new set of teachers. A new routine for the whole family.

And then there are the anxieties of a mom of a Quirky Kid (good book). To keep Michael focused, he has to take ADHD medication. Which not only focuses him, but also focuses him so much that he gets OCD about various things. He tends to think in black and white terms, while the world around him is gray. He is funny and intelligent--sometimes qualities that get him in trouble, since he doesn't always understand appropriateness in situations.

Back to school time for me involves thinking about strategies for keeping my son on track and focused on his homework at night after he has spent all day staying focused. It includes every other Tuesday night taking him to behavioral therapy. Note writing to teachers explaining how my son thinks/works--helping them try to understand him and help him learn. Meetings with teachers, phone calls in the middle of the day concerning behavioral issues. Worries about teasing and fitting in and friendships.

The good news is that I have seen Michael mature along the ardouous journey of elementary school. I know there are many obstacles in his way, not the least of which is puberty, peer pressure and PILES of homework. But I also know that he can meet those challenges, and that I am ready to help him in any way that I can.

Ok, Middle School...we are ready! (be gentle, please!)

Thoughtful Tuesday

JJ has a wonderful idea for posts on Tuesdays expressing either something that you are thankful for, something that you have witnessed that was an act of kindness or something that you have done to "pay it forward".

I am thankful for my organizational skills. They served me well when I was in high school and college, meeting deadlines and keeping up with homework and tests. I am the type of person who loves nothing more than juggling several different jobs all at once, prioritizing them and being able to cross them off my list. Boy, I had no idea that these skills were not only PERFECT for having a family, but would be challenged and brought to new strengths through the various demands of said family.

I love technology's role in this--I just started an on-line calendar system--and I am actually excited by that (!) Yep, I am an Organizational Geek! I have excel spreadsheets for holiday gifts; I use reminders from Amazon for birthdays, etc...(and yeah, I STILL lose track of some things)

I am thankful that my skills are useful in my work environment, that often this is the major asset that I bring to the company I work for. I have whipped my current office into a much better working state that it was when I started there over a year ago. And I am proud of that.

But, I am especially thankful that because of my organizational skills, we as a family not only run pretty well (well, sometimes a bit chaotically, especially with the addition of Todd-lor, but still...our family runs), but also we often are exploring and adventuring with different activities and fun things to do and places to be. And we wouldn't be able to do as many of these things if I wasn't such an Organizational Nerd.

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Perfect Moment Monday

Perfect Moment Monday is about noticing a perfect moment rather than creating one. Perfect moments can be momentous or ordinary or somewhere in between. Once a week we engage in mindfulness about something that is right with our world. Everyone is welcome to join.

Moment #1: It's 11:00 p.m. on Saturday. We are going to go to bed soon, but we hear a commotion upstairs in her room. My husband goes upstairs and then yells for me to help out. Her sippy cup leaked water ALL over her, her bedding...everything. We change her, change the bedding. But her hair is still wet. We bring her downstairs and turn down the lights, finish watching a little television while she snuggles against us, her hair drying. She is awake, but quiet (so unlike the active toddler we usually see in the day). It strikes me that in a few years time, it will be just us three on the couch watching television while my son is in college. I also remember times like these with my son when he was her age. The small unexpected moments in the last minutes of the day remind me yet again how much I love her.

Moment #2: Saturday during the day. We go to Salem to walk around and enjoy the day. We go to a wax museum that has Horror statues from various classic horror movies in it. Scary music is played and the atmosphere is very haunted house-like, but yet pretty tame (no one jumps out at you). My son LOVES classic horror movies and scary stories--but within his control. So, when we go there, he bulks. He is scared to go in, even though I say I will be right with him. We go in the lobby and see incredibly wonderful replicas of the Mummy and Frankenstein (one of his favorite characters) and the Phantom of the Opera. The museum's operator talks to him and explains that the rest of the exhibit is the same, just darkened (with spooky music and sounds, which are actually creeping me out a little). He still bulks. But then says he will do it if I go in with him. And then the owner and I spend about 10 minutes trying to get him to go inside the exhibit. And he starts to, then stops. Both the owner and I are very patient, but we can just tell--its not going to happen. My son and I leave...I am a bit tearful, because I know that he is letting his imagination stop him from enjoying something I know he would like, if only he would let himself try to overcome his fear. I tell him nothing of this, I feel that he tried his best and that is fine, I was willing to leave it at that. But he says to me "Mom, are you crying?...Let's go in again--I will do it this time."

And, after a little more hesitation, we do. At first he wants me to hold onto him. But, after a while, he becomes my son again--intrigued by the characters and the movies and the various artifacts. He points out that the music and sounds actually are the worst of it to him, and when he hears a skip in the music, it helps him to understand the artifice of it all. And then we go through the whole exhibit again.

And then he makes his father go with him a third time.



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Summer Assessment

As Labor Day approaches, its time for a look back at this summer.

Weather-wise, here in New England, it was better than last summer (last summer ALL of June was RAIN). We did have some heat waves, but generally speaking, the weather did not hamper our activities very often.

Before school even ended, we kicked off our summer by going to a Weird Al concert. One of the best performances I have seen, it was so great to have our friend Tom along and to watch Michael mesmerized. Michael is actually pretty good at knowing the words to several songs—verbatim. Of course, that meant that on the long ride to the venue Tom and Michael had a musical singing war; it was an off-key rendering of many many Weird Al songs…at times the back seat seemed to have two 12 year olds back there!

Our week on Cape Cod was wonderful -- the weather was awesome, the beaches beautiful, yummy seafood and relaxation! We did some things we traditionally do, but we also did a few new things—a Pirate Adventure, science tour, catching hermit crabs…all fun!

Then July 4th at Canobie Lake, a tradition that keeps getting better. And my mom visited and got to enjoy her grandchildren. We introduced Willow to the Rainforest Café.

Usually I am the one desperately looking towards Autumn (one of my favorite times of year, especially here in NE). This is the first summer in a long time that I will very much miss. I think this is because we did a lot of fun things and enjoyed ourselves, but it’s more complex than that.

There is the passage of time that the change in seasons brings. Michael starts Middle School, with a locker and “Home Room” and “Gym Uniforms”. Willow has become more verbal than ever, often surprising me with the things she says and the concepts she has learned. She gives kisses (“tisses”) and hugs to people, she has started the slow march toward potty training.

However, I think the feeling that I have about summer is different this year. I think this is one of those rare summers where everything clicked and I was really able to enjoy being a parent and watching my children grow. I LOVED the fact that my children embraced summer. They have both went to the beach more times than I have this summer. Willow’s daycare provider has taken her to the local zoo and to playgrounds, the beach and to birthday parties. Michael went to a summer camp for Adventure Role Playing and then has spent the month of August at the YMCA Camp, where he passed his test to be able to go into the deep end of the pool to swim and got so filthy at a state park that I was reminded of Pig Pen from Charlie Brown. The kid’s hair has grown out, their bottoms of their feet toughened, tans glowing. There were sleep-overs, late nights, trips to ice cream stands, camping and playing in the dirt. There has been discovery and fun and smiles. And I have enjoyed it all.


Thank you summer 2010. You really were something to remember.

S&T - A Cow Goes -- MOO!! (And poop, and all sorts of disgusting things!)

My friend Suzy has decided to revive one of my favorite things--Show & Tell!!

So, please stop over to her blog and participate!

This Sunday found us surprisingly unscheduled. So, in thinking of things to do, I decided on an old stand-by. We have been going there for years...


(oh my, really, he used to be THIS small?!)



(and yeah, I left my camera in the car, so no matching photos of Willow)

There are many interesting things about this dairy farm. First off, its a State Park with many nature trails, etc. Secondly, it has an actual family owned, working dairy farm. And Thirdly, there is an ice cream store at the farm--the ice cream is made fresh, and there is a window where you can look out at the cows!

But, the many times that we have been there, we have never taken the free Park Ranger tour of the farm. Until Sunday.

First off, being a working farm, being in the middle of a heat wave, meant that we could smell a not so sweet smell when we entered the farm. We thought it was manure--but it was actually Silage (feed for the cows). Our Ranger was really helpful in showing us the silage (YUM!--well for cows it is!).

We got to see the pregnant cows in their "maternity" ward and then we went into the barn and got to see the wonderful machines that cows are as they process that food (yeah, we saw some elimination action!). Michael was very astute and asked many interesting questions...and he even noticed that one of the cows (all of them are female) had a recent incision...and asked if she had had a C-Section (yes, she had).

The best part (for Willow, especially) was seeing the "baby cows". (Willow doesn't get the term "calf") There were about 10 calves housed outside the barn area and we were able to walk right up to them and while some of them were shading themselves inside their little houses, we were able to pet a couple of them. And I even let one suck my finger (cows don't bite as they only have teeth on the bottom). Boy, did that calf have a lot of suction!

We all learned a lot of neat things about the farm itself (they are using concrete silos on the ground level, and building a new barn with a robotic milking machine) and it was fun watching Michael and Willow each take in something different from the experience. (This is so WHY I love DOING activities with the kids!)

The other bestest part--ICE CREAM afterwards!! :-)