1.22.2010

Five for Friday

It's been a little while since I've written a Five for Friday post (at least I think it has). Sometimes topical (possibly pseudo-topical, but still) type posts jump to the forefront of my brain and I forget the joy of daily documenting. It's the ordinary, somewhat mundane-okay, insert vocabulary word for the day: quotidian-tasks that make up the majority of our lives (at least mine) and why shouldn't I blog about them? Slap-slap to self.

Well, okay then, let's get started, shall we?

1. Monday was a particularly nice Martin Luther King Day. Not that we did anything particularly MLK related, of course. However, Annelise informed me that they read a book about Dr. King and the Civil Rights movement in class the Friday before and we talked about it a little bit here and there over the weekend, so that should count for a kernel of something.

We ended up spending most of the morning at a friend's house for bible study for the moms/giant muddy play date for the kids, which was at times quite hilarious. Annelise had to strip in the laundry room once we got home and take a 1:30 pm spontaneous shower. We ate lunch while watching Little House On the Prairie together and then later went to dance. Well, she went to dance, I got to sit in the waiting room with The Bling Moms* that talk too loudly for their own good and the good of others, namely me.

And yet. Still. It was a nice day all around.

*I have named them The Bling Moms because of their propensity to wear rhinestone studded pseudo-workout wear, carry ginormous signature handbags and talk too much about how they indulge their children. Or plastic surgery. Oh no, I'm not bitter, not me.

2. I am continuously surprised with moments of sudden awareness of my being a parent, the whole making responsible decisions for little people thing. I mean, I know that I am a parent, of course, but sometimes the reality of it hits me, like hey, grow up, you're a mom and all. Do you ever feel that way? Am I the only one? (please say no)

For instance, this week Annelise had her regular pediatric dentist appointment. On a side note, going to see the dentist is WAY cooler now than when I was a kid. There is a whole play room with toys and video games the kids can play in while the parents talk to the dentist, etc. that Annelise LOVES. Anyway. The dentist told me Annelise has gotten one of her adult molars in and proceeded to tell me about the virtues of sealants.

Sealants? Huh? Of these, I do not know.

I stood there for a minute taking it all in and then it hit me that I had to make a decision about my child's dental health right that very minute because I am a parent after all. Gulp. So, I did what I do best, I put it off until all four molars come in and they can do it all in one fell sealant swoop, which may be by her next regular visit. Whew! That was a close call, I almost had to make a big decision. The good news is that our insurance covers 100%. Sweet.

3. After the UP atmosphere at the dentist (AKA the play room), a visit to the library, some play time outside with parachuting soldiers (from the dentist's treasure box), dinner and some homework that became a little frustrating (they had to draw 22 stars for part of their homework, Annelise tried her way, I tried to teach her my way and Scott tried his way. Needless frustrations mounted for all of us.

After her bath, we sat down for our little devotional. We have been reading from 100 Bible Stories and Five Minute Devotions for Children most nights, the highlight being Annelise practices reading aloud from the bible story book.

However, this night, someone-I'm not naming any names, but she might be 6 years old with long brown hair-copped a 'tude. I H-A-T-E hate sassy/disrespectful tones of voice. I am not implying by any means that I don't have a *tone* in my own voice sometimes, because I do. I know that my own struggles (failures?) with *tone* can be influencing our resident little person's *tone* of voice.

And yet. Still.

Her display of tone and attitude earned her an immediate trip to bed without passing go and without collecting $200 (which is what my mom used to say to me). There were tears. Later, when Scott went to check on her she still had the tone and 'tude. Soon there were more tears and an exclamation of, "I don't know! The Devil just gets to me!!"

What do you say to that? Me too sweetie.

4. Did you know I started a new project? I'd be tickled pink if you clicked over and checked it out! {{Smooches}} I love the idea of documenting a little something each day (or at least most of them). Fingers crossed I stick with it and not fizzle out by April. Have you done something like this before?

5. In the spirit of true disclosure I will confess that we caved and went to our favorite Tex-Mex place for fajitas earlier this week. So The Revolution took a little time-out, at least for one meal.

You know what though? The chips and salsa and chicken fajitas were curl your toes good and ever so worth it.

Hope your weekend is fabberific!! (Thought I'd try to coin a new phrase. Is it working?)

Do you ever have sudden moments of awareness that you are a parent? Am I normal?
How do you handle sassy/disrespectful/attitude? If you tell me your children are always angels I will laugh in your face.

5 comments:

  1. I have those moments all the time. I'm caught off guard on a regular basis.

    As for disrespectful tones/attitudes, we do have those around our house sometimes. We handle it largely the same way. It is unacceptable and some time to reflect on that is required. Thankfully it is an infrequent occurrence, for the most part.

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  2. Ooooh, cool side project. I'm thinking of doing a time capsule for the year 2010 for Max to open right before his senior year in high school and I wanted to put in everyday pictures. You're inspiring me with ideas...

    Ugh, the tone thing. We have it too here and Max is already learning how to use sarcasm to sit on my last nerve. You've gotta be swift. I like the phrase "do not pass go, do not collect $200" Straight to room jail!

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  3. Ooooh, cool side project. I'm thinking of doing a time capsule for the year 2010 for Max to open right before his senior year in high school and I wanted to put in everyday pictures. You're inspiring me with ideas...

    Ugh, the tone thing. We have it too here and Max is already learning how to use sarcasm to sit on my last nerve. You've gotta be swift. I like the phrase "do not pass go, do not collect $200" Straight to room jail!

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  4. That's weird, I wonder why you got a double comment from me. Sorry.

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  5. Anna: Hey, that's okay! :) A time capsule sounds really cool!

    Nicole & Anna: Good to know I'm not the only one. Thanks! :)

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