Parenting has got to be one of life’s toughest challenges. What works with each child can be so different. It’s like trying to absorb other peoples Ideas while not thinking you are doing everything wrong just because you do things different. It’s not judging someone else’s parenting, but learning from they’re mistakes and successes. It’s trying to be consistent no matter what. It’s trying to show a small person how to grow into a well rounded adult who can think for themselves. It’s caring too much. It’s trying too hard. Its failure. Its smiles and icky bodily fluids. It’s having the buck stop with you and having someone be so dependent on you for everything. It’s letting little things slide but tackling big things head on. It’s making appointments and trying your best to get there on time no matter your circumstances. It’s taking ownership of your actions. It’s letting go, but holding on fiercely. It’s being a protector. Its being a teacher, a nurse, an advocate, a chef, a janitor, a personal assistant and a mom. It’s saying no and taking the harder road because in the long run it will benefit your child. It’s an uphill battle and that not just describing the laundry. It’s being selfless. It’s kissing owy’s. It’s changing bums. It’s real life. It’s really hard. It’s the best thing ever!
Happy Hokey Pokey Day
On average I say one dumb thing a week. Morgan might disagree, but I’m talking really dumb not mildly dumb. Sometimes it’s just something thoughtless or something inconsiderate without thinking. Mostly its excruciatingly “Dumb Blond” of me. Today’s was a perfect example. At church Emily had been running around and playing with the other kids and I wasn’t even paying attention when she asked to get picked up. About two minutes later I looked over to Roxy and asked this utterly amazing question “Wheres my kid?” The look of horror that crossed Roxy’s face, plus the look of sheer enjoyment joined together with the pointing finger and this phrase “In your arms” added up for an overall special effect. For the most part I’m not easily embarrassed, but on this one I quickly realized there was no “Just kidding” to be had. I was in on the “dumb dumb” hook line and sinker. Sad moment for humanity. Sad moment because it will go down in history. Note: Roxy pretty much always has to be standing there for me to say something dumb. I think its a rule or something.
Emily’s ocean wonders crib hangey thing is dying. She reaches up to adjust it, but the song it’s singing is going out of tune. Reminds me of a certain Walkman incident in a canoe not to many moons ago. That’s right I said it. Walkman! It’s hard to even describe the sound of batteries dying and a barenaked ladies song playing slower and slower until it finally stops. If you never had a Walkman you missed out on a good many humorous events. I’m going to have to remember to get batteries for the tiny ocean for Em.
I decorated for Christmas!!! I couldn’t handle it anymore. between our Christmas movie fest and the Christmas music I needed to decorate pronto! It was weird to decorate this year with the notion that Emily could reach pretty much anything under 4 feet. I ended up decorating my bathroom and my kitchen more instead. I hung stuff up in the living room though. I did most of it while Emily was having a nap. The fist thing she said when she got up was “OOO Pretty…mine…I hold it….have it…pretty…..mine have it” It was really cute. I have a couple of Christmas bears that I put at her level and a nativity puzzle my Gramma sent that she loves.
Ive been working on a collection of Christmas ornaments that I call my bathroom band. I’m up to six of them already. Every year I look for different ornaments that have instruments with them. It’s cute. They ended up the bathroom band because I ran out of counter space to put them so now they are happy while I brush my teeth. It’s surprisingly hard to find little animals or people that are all Christmas-ey with instruments. My favorite is a moose with a drum and you can put a candle in the drum. Kinda nerdy, but I love Christmas I cant help it. I’m sad that people cant say Merry Christmas anymore. Im going to keep saying it even if nobody else does. Seasons greetings sounds silly. And Happy holidays is supposed to go with Merry Christmas. If you don’t celebrate it then don’t celebrate it. I just don’t think I should have to change my holiday because someone else doesn’t like it. If you celebrate “Happy Hokey Pokey day” then celebrate that, but leave Christmas alone. oops I ranted…Merry Christmas! Happy Hokey Pokey Day!
Mul-ti-pass
“Time not important. Only life important.”- Mondoshawan. A lovely little tidbit from the Fifth Element. A favorite movie of mine. My Week Month … LIFE is crazy. I feel like I fight and fight for more time to get things done. When I do have time nothing gets done, but when I don’t have time I NEED to get things done. The things I want to do, I don’t. The things I don’t want to do, thats what I end up doing. Whoa Romans 7 Moment. But it’s true. I get caught up in the everyday things and leave the big picture in pieces. Its an everyday struggle to just be. Always doing, doing, doing. Wanting to be, be, be.
I want to play my guitar and paint and take pictures and play with Emily and finish reading my book, and finish writing my book, and design something, and practice my German. And cook, and highlight stuff(geek I know), and draw, and write songs, and memorize scripture, and write a children’s book, and exercise consistently, and have time to plan youth thing. I just needed to remind myself that I want to do those things.
Sometimes I get carried away and don’t do any of those things. I forget I even like to. I’m back to being the all all or nothing girl again. If I cant paint a Rembrandt I think I’ll paint nothing. If I cant write a song in 10 minutes I think Ill just skip it all together. I get my point. haha. I just needed to write this down.
Don’t worry I’ll tell Emily’s poop story tomorrow. It’s a gooder. Heres another Fifth Element Tidbit. If you dont get it go watch it.
Leeloo: Leeloo Dallas mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yeah.
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yeah, multipass, she knows it’s a multipass. Leeloo Dallas. This is my wife.
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: We’re newlyweds. Just met. You know how it is. We bumped into each other, sparks happen…
Leeloo: Mul-ti-pass.
Korben Dallas: Yes, she knows it’s a multipass. Anyway, we’re in love.












