Thursday, November 08, 2007

I can see her now . . . HMMM!

I can see her now just looking at them, wondering, "What can I do with these?" Well, I don't know if you know this but let me enlighten you just a little bit about my darling little five year old. She "is" a little princess whom I often refer to as "beautiful" and big sis always dresses her up and does her make-up. . . Yes, this little five year old was looking at them. I'm just sure of it. She had used the facilities and little did I know that big sis had them in her hair bow drawer. I'm sure she had thought to herself, "Hmmm". (I can see her now putting that little finger to her head like she does sometimes when she's thinking about something to do.) I can see her saying ( as she looks at herself in the mirror) "Hmmm, I have an idea. Why don't I use these and fix my hair. No one will ever know if I just trim my hair just a little bit." Well, you know, I don't know about you, but for me, when I see myself in the mirror, I see my face and my hair around it. Hmmmm, I can see her thinking. "What if . . . I just snip it a little here or there, then, I'll look beautiful and my hair will be beautiful." I can see her opening the drawer first with the intent to put her hair back so that it doesn't get in her face, snip, snip, snip "Mommy's gonna' love it". Hmmm, I think to myself as I walk in the door to see my darling princess. Smiling at me saying "mommy, look at what I did today. Don't I look so beautiful?" "Hmmm" forcing a smile and thinking . . . okay, how am I going to fix this? "Princess, you missed a spot. Can I fix it for you?" snip, snip, snip . . . "Wow, look sweetie, you've got bangs now, but you know, this part's just a little short up here, so we just need time to let it grow out, and please don't cut it anymore. Please let mommy or daddy or the lady at the salon cut your hair for you, okay? It's very nice, but you cut it a little too short here . . . it's not even with the rest, but that's okay. Just remember you cut your art paper okay, not your hair! Hmmm. I can see her now!

Friday, August 17, 2007

"Mom Taxi"

If your "mom taxi", you know the mom that travels back and forth all day to get the kids here and there, then you'll know exactly how I feel. I know people out there think that "some moms really don't do a lot of things, so they have time to do everything around the house." Yeah right! I've spent the last week being "mom taxi".

My darling teenager starts her freshman year in high school and was working hard trying out for the volleyball team last week. I was getting up early, making breakfast for her, taking her to practice by 8. Returning home for a while, then I would return to pick her up at 11 am for lunch break to drop her off again at 12:30pm for the second half of practice. Then returning at 2:30 to pick her up. Let's not mention running the typical errands we run as parents. Yikes, talk about feeling like a yo-yo. In the meantime, I was dragging my 3 and 5 year old with me since hubby works midnights and was in school all morning only to come back and sleep all afternoon and study at night. I really don't know how some mom's do it all the time. Talk about draining!

My hubby actually had the nerve to tell me when we woke up today that I should have had time to do a couple of things, frankly he could have done. Okay, I know what you're thinking what did I do to respond? I kindly reminded him I was raising his three children, doing the household chores, keeping track of our finances, and preparing for the upcoming school year as I just found out I have a killer schedule (that's another story). Plus, I've been doing this all summer. Then . . . I invited him into my world. I left him in charge of the kids today. I went to school to start preparing for the school year and left him making breakfast for the kids, preparing snacks for my teenager to take to her game today (she made the team!), preparing them lunch, dealing with the kids fits on getting dressed, taking my teenager to school by 2 and dragging the little ones along. I came home and started working on the computer on purpose and reminded him while he tried to sit to watch t.v. that it was his turn to do what I did all summer. So he turned off the tube to try to get them down for a nap (it didn't work!) Then, he spent some time with the kids, got them ready to go to my teenagers game only to get there and find out the schedule was wrong, she had already played. We passed by the store, bought a few groceries, he came home to make supper and clean the mess. Although he had an easier schedule, he forgot being so caught up with himself and school and work . . .he forgot what it was like to spend your day playing with your kids, feeding them, nurturing them and making sure everything is being take care of in the process. Needless to say, his mood changed. He became a little nicer, sighed when I reminded him to take the trash out before he left to work, smiled, and kissed us all.

Hmmmm! Just grinning and wondering what he must have been thinking to himself . . . grinning because for right now, for me, all is well with the world. . . grinning because tomorrow I have lunch plans with my girlfriends which will definitely have me out between 2 to 3 hours at the least. . . just grinning, grinning, and grinning! Ahhhhh! I can breathe again!

Sunday, August 05, 2007


"This porridge is too hot." "This porridge is too cold." "This porridge is just right." and Goldilocks ate up all the porridge.

. . . Something you'll hear us or our kids say at the breakfast table.

To get our kids to eat their oatmeal, we tell them it's oatmeal, then say porridge. My kids rush to the table, smell the oatmeal/porridge and start the comments: "mmmmm!" "Yummy!" "I love porridge" then, it never fails. My little girl says, "Mommy can you tell us the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears" or "Mommy, I want to tell you the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears." Then it begins. . . once we're all at the table and set, one of us will break into story telling as we all enjoy a nice warm bowl of oatmeal. The story will change here and there depending whose telling it, but there's nothing like seeing your kids light up just to enjoy some storytelling at breakfast time. They make the connection, smile, and they begin their journey with Goldilocks and the three bears; as for myself, I am transported right along with them enjoying the simple pleasure of being a parent.

Saturday, August 04, 2007


Well we just came back from vacation with the family. Well most of us, that is . . . DH didn't go because of work and school. Is it still considered a vacation when you have to do everything? I'm asking because I had to do everything, at the very least though, we got away! It's nice to leave your surroundings occasionally. It's even better when you come back to your own bed. Ah . . . the blissfulness of sleeping in one's own bed! We went to Sea World in San Antonio, then went to visit family. All in all, it was fun and busy and the kids felt like they had some amazing vacation. Nothing like seeing dolphins, sharks, and Shamu to make a child happy! Thank God for animals!

Wednesday, August 01, 2007

Drive Thru's

Okay so I went to a drive thru this morning. My daughter has volleyball camp and I didn't have time to make breakfast, so I made the infamous stop at a local chick fil A, which by the way we love. (too much!) I took my time, waited for my order, thought they had it right, they didn't . . . had to stop. . . get out . . . run in (literally, took 1 minute - no more) . . . came out to some man screaming at me because there was no exit anyway around me. Well, sorry mister, but if they hadn't gotten my order wrong, I wouldn't have had to stop in the first place. He started yelling at me, so I did the adult thing, I flipped him off where my children couldn't see! (I know that was bad of me, but I couldn't restrain since he was yelling at me and honking.) Then told him that he should watch his yelling around the kids. Of course he yelled back at me about flipping him off and then some (my kids couldn't hear), and I smiled, took my time getting in my car, and reminded him to have some patience, it was no way to start the morning. I don't think he took this well because I believe he went on rambling, but I smiled and left. You know either way he would have waited. . . at the window for them to fix my order or right afterwards for me to run in and fix it. I know I should have found a parking spot close by, but didn't see one right away or didn't notice it. I think however that we should have more patience for each other, then the ugly side of us doesn't have to come out for others to hear and see. Oh well, breakfast was easy this morning and my kids enjoyed it. I'll be sure to double check orders next time! I don't know about y'all, but my orders are always getting messed up. I really don't know why either. I'm really one of those people who knows my exact order upon arriving to the window every time! Go figure - if you want it right, I think you'll have to cook it yourself! Otherwise, go to the drive thru and take your chances!

Sunday, July 15, 2007


As I was cleaning the house today, I turned around to see someone run by me rather quickly. He was too fast to notice what he was doing, and all I caught was a glimpse of the the man to be. I heard some noise and drawers opening in one of the bedrooms and as I approached, the noise disappeared. I took a peak inside the room and didn't notice anyone . . .

at first that is . . .

. . . then out of nowhere, Superman came out from behind the door

Wait . . . ! That's not Superman, it's Batman

As you never really know what someone of greatness will do, I approach him smiling and holding up the peace sign. As I get closer . . . this is what I see.

My 3 year old, dressed in his Superman pajamas wearing his Batman cape , and carrying his trusty Spider man.

Yes, the man to be . . .
. . . Mr. Superhero with a cape and a side kick.

He'll be fighting the injustices of the world and striving for world peace!
Ahhh! and all is well with the world!

Saturday, July 14, 2007


I've been spending a lot of time with my teenager lately. With over 20 years of age separating us, I find only a few times where it seems challenging to smile with her. Today and lately, we've really been talking. I'm sure many of you know this, but I'll say it anyway, I think the best way to really get to know your teen or spend time with them is to have an interest in what they love. I think this naturally falls into place for many of us, but for those of us it doesn't, please give it a try and try again and continue trying until you find a meeting place.

With us, it's volleyball. I've taken interest in one of her loves and with this, I'm practicing with her, taking her to her team practices, coaching her on occasion and spending more time than usual just talking. I'm getting a chance to listen to her favorite music on our way to practices and now she gets to the point where she'll quiz me on band names. Trust me, I usually suck at this, but today, I actually remembered one! Yeah! Best of all, I get to really converse with her.

Today and more so lately with volleyball, I've been able to see her mannerisms and the effect she has on others. I've been talking with her about the positives and at the same time, I've been speaking with her about things she could improve on. I'm hoping that by the time she's off on her own, she'll be even just a little wiser about the impact she has on others whether by words or actions. We all have this ability whether we choose to acknowledge this or not. It's what we do with how we behave and what we say; it's all that, that makes us who we are and how we are perceived. For her, I'm hoping she will be perceived as someone who genuinely has an interest in others around her; and with this, she'll be a positive influence on her friends, family, and she'll send a message she cares.