Friday, October 24, 2014

Friday Night Leftovers: The Stalking The Old Neighborhood Edition


  • Meeting number two with Tot's school team is behind us. It went well and I'm hopeful that we will continue moving forward. I will say that Tot does have some great people on her team but there is a bad egg (or two) involved.
  • I am pretty sure that year three is going to be way, way, way worse than year two with Blue. His tantrums are off the hook.
  • Tonight the girls and I went to a Halloween bingo event at their school. It's so fun watching them hang out with their friends.
  • Speaking of Halloween, we'll be going back to our old neighborhood to trick or treat. I have mixed emotions about this and I'm pretty sure I'm going to cry before the night is over.
  • I've driven by our old house twice since we sold it. It looks exactly the same except there is a different car in the driveway.
  • On the country front Bee bought a four wheeler this week. I admit, it's pretty fun and the kids couldn't agree more. 

Thursday, October 23, 2014


Bean and I are in the car together discussing her birthday party.

Bean: "Why do we have birthdays and birthday parties on different days?"
Me: "Well because usually birthdays are during the week and we can't have parties on a Wednesday. Since your party is on Sunday, I can bring something to your school on your birthday so you can still celebrate at school. Do you want me to bring cupcakes or something to school on your birthday?"
Bean: "I have an idea."
Me: "Okay."
Bean: "How about you bring in corndogs? You know, not the little ones but the ones on sticks? We don't have a microwave but there is one in the cafeteria and you can use the one in there. Then you can bring in mustard and put little smiley faces on everyone's corndogs."
Me: "Ummm, I can't bring in corndogs for your whole class."
Bean: "Why not?"
Me: "Well, that's more like a lunch and I was thinking something like cupcakes or cookies, you know, a treat."
Bean: "Well corndogs are a treat."


Wednesday, October 22, 2014

The Squeaky Wheel

Once again we are finding ourselves challenged with Tot's teachers. The short version is that people aren't doing their jobs. They aren't doing what we agreed upon and I am highly, highly annoyed that I have to follow up and be the squeaky wheel. But, don't be mistaken, I'll squeak. And squeak. And squeak.

Let me tell you what kind of parent I am when it comes to school.
I am the parent who helps my child with homework every single night.
I am the parent who volunteers all the time for field trips and school events.
I am the parent who donates supplies or treats when asked.
I am the parent who attends extra events in the school to support the PTO.
I am the parent who wants to know what my child is learning in school.

Let me tell you who I'm not.
I'm not the parent who will allow you to not do the right thing for my child.
I'm not the parent who will passively sit back and let my child slip through the cracks.
I'm not the parent who misses meetings or opportunities to talk with my children's teachers.
I'm not the parent who will accept mediocre or halfway done by the people who are educating my child.

I will squeak until I make someone's ears bleed. I will do it every single time. I promise.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Pocket Babies and Cracker Barrel

We went out to eat over the weekend and at the table next to us was a super cute baby. I was very smitten with her cute little cheeks and gummy smile. I wanted to stick this kid in my pocket... at least for a minute or two.
As we're sitting there getting ready to order, I realize that one of my three children can read the menu and decide what she wants to eat on her own. Another child can usually look at the pictures and get a general idea.
We don't have to bring special cups to restaurants anymore. No special containers full of special food because a child has not yet graduated to table food or only eats air filled puffs that cost as much as a small car. We don't have to pack bibs or placements anymore. Slowly but surely we are becoming an order and eat family.
About the time our crew was finishing off a small country's worth of food, I looked over to see the adorable baby next to us completely covered in food. And the floor underneath her? Trashed. Absolutely trashed. Flashbacks of wiping up chunks of food off restaurant floors flashed before my eyes. Nope, don't miss that a bit. Not one bit.
We may be paying for a small car when we go to restaurants now but I don't miss the sippy cups, the spoons, the jars of food, the containers, the bibs, the highchairs, or the general messy chaos that comes with eating at a restaurant with a cute baby you want to put in your pocket.

Monday, October 20, 2014

Country Boy

It seems that a certain little boy is totally in his element here in the country. I have a feeling we've met our match with this kid and this house.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Boy Crazy

Apparently the kindergartener has a little crush. She's been writing notes back and forth with James. She and James create stapled books that have pictures, their names, hearts, smiley faces, and all sorts of scribble inside. They create these books and bring them to school and exchange them.
Tot is three years older and I'm not sure that she even knows the difference between boys and girls. She just doesn't care.
Bean on the other hand? Oh geez. She just finished writing her name and James' name in a notebook and then asked for a post it so she could mark the page and "remember how much she like(s) James" when she gets older.
We are in for a long, long, long road with this boy crazy girl.

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Cute Baby Saturday: In The Garage Edition

Oh, you know, just hanging out in the garage, watching some Monsters Inc. with my lawnmower.