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Mother of the Year Again

My Peeps

This weekend is always fun for me. I love seeing how the kids can (or can not) hold out on sharing their Mother’s Day school projects. I received the Spanish class gifts (coloring and cards) on Thursday because they had Spanish class. Shad works really hard with them to try and keep it all a secret until Sunday, but they often just bust at the seams.
What do I want for Mother’s Day? Well, I think it’s pretty simple BUT it doesn’t always work out. I either want breakfast in bed (can be toast and a scrambled egg) and/or a shower that is peaceful. That means no knocking on the door and walking in 35 times in 4 minutes, no asking questions, just me and the hot water for as long as I want (or they can stand). I think as they get older, it’s getting easier for them to let me be but it’s also not feeling as special because they don’t really care. I, like most other Mom’s, want to be wanted. So, the fact that they want me less makes this less enjoyable – and actually a bit sad.
Good thing I have Shea, she just can’t go without talking and will settle for any audience, I should be able to count on that for a few more years. I hope.

Anyway, the kids were on their best behavior today and they tried soooo hard to make the day fun, even though Mother’s Day is a day away. We drew on the driveway with sidewalk chalk and played four square. It was pretty cool…. I’m a lucky one.

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85mm Rocks

Betsy Hansen - NH

I've got records on my hands and a Platypus controlling me

I just bought a new lens, it’s an 85mm 1.4 and I’m happy that I still have willing subjects to practice shooting. This was one of my favorites because it reminds me of the Matrix or something. Look at Kate in the background, she looks as though she is “throwing” Reilly forward.

Not only do I love this photograph because of the kiddos. I love it for how crisp it is and the bokeh and that it’s out of the camera this good!

 

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Mom, I have a girl in my class Madison, and she is famous.

Really? How is she famous.

There is a building in New York City that is high up with her name on it.

Wow, she IS famous!

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The Girl Scouts have a “bring a friend” movie night. Typically I don’t even share the information unless I know for a fact we or anyone will participate. Having been gone all week this typical filter didn’t happen. So, when I got home Kate was excited to tell me that she was going to movie night and she was going to bring her friend Rya. I went along with it and thought I needed to call Monica to see if Rya could join Kate. I made the call this morning but aside from Mother’s discussing over email, the plan had not yet been solidified.

Shad stopped at their house to see if she wanted to come and we thought we should pick up Owen too so Reilly had a playdate as well. I got a call from Shad the Rya needed a little encouragement from Kate. Kate got on the phone and asked Rya to come, I only heard Kate’s side (Kate and Shad heard Rya’s).

“Do you want to go to the movies with me?”

“Why?”

“It will be fun.”

“There will be lots of girls”

“But, why?”

“We can have popcorn.”

“Yes, you like popcorn.”

“Why?”

Kate went upstairs with the phone, only to come down 90 seconds later sobbing. “Rya doesn’t want to come!!!” Why? “I don’t know she said she doesn’t like popcorn, she doesn’t want to go with me, she wants to stay home.”

She came over and hugged me, sobbing. I hugged her back.

Reilly, being supportive as he is:

“Kate, I wouldn’t normally say this BUT I actually feel really bad for you.”

 

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Okay, so it’s MUCH more than that.

I was laying in bed this morning and Kate came in. She laid next to me. Face to face. She in her torn princess nightgown that’s two sizes to small yet she insists on wearing it every day. Me, a v-neck pj t and some pj pants. I was sure she was looking in my eyes but… clearly her vision was not so targeted. She stroked my hair and said “your body is folding right now, see the crease?” “Oh and looks it’s by your neck too.”

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Good Night Kate

SuperBowl Sunday… we get the kids to bed just after the start with high hopes of being able to enjoy the game – AND the commercials. Shad handled the brushing of the teeth assembly line and I relieved him to do the reading. One ELMO book that the girls picked out and Reilly chose Junie B Jones. (if you don’t know the series I don’t really recommend it, it’s about a sassy little girl and her 1st grade experiences. They are reading it in Reilly’s class and he got the book as a gift.) Anyway, I digress. 

I finish reading, say my good nights and sit on the couch with my computer. Not five minutes later Kate calls from the top of the stairs. Thankfully it doesn’t occur to to the kids to come downstairs. Shad addresses it and she returns to bed. Less than five minutes later she beckons again. This time it’s my turn (we alternate so no one gets too frustrated). I get to the foot of the stairs…

I can’t go to sleep Shea makes too many weird noises and they are annoying.

You have been in bed less than ten minutes I don’t expect you to be sleeping yet, but you need to try.

But she’s loud and annoying. I need to go somewhere else to sleep.

There is no where else to go, you need to go back to your bed.

Well…. I really just want to come down to play. I don’t want to sleep at all.

I can’t help but grin widely, at least on the inside. The truth comes out and it didn’t take that much to extract it. My reply, was so good… or at least I thought so because in just five minutes she was sound asleep.

Oh, yes, I really really want to play too. I think tomorrow will be a much better day for that. Why don’t you sleep and when you wake up tomorrow you can play again. Once you get to school you can play more and more. It will be so fun!

That was it…

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We took the kids skiing on Friday at Crotched Mountain. Kate really started skiing last year. Shad and I think she is like me in the way that she looks at the sport. She looks up to the top of the lift and says “I want to go up there.” She goes up the lift, looks at all the runs on the way up and chooses which one she wants to ski down. She has no idea that there are different levels of runs and I am not about to tell her that it’s green, blue, black, etc. Reilly, on the other hand, is a preparer. He believes that he needs to do all the greens and sees no reason to move to the blues (although he is totally capable). Once he figured out Kate selected a blue run to ski down he began his lecture. I cut him off and Kate and I skied down. She did great and who am I to tell her she can’t do it when she believes she can. Instead I told her to take her time.

After a couple runs we went in the lodge. Reilly realized we were not going to spend any money in the snack bar for him, so he opted to leave with Dad. Kate wanted to stay and ski with me some more. We did two more runs, one of which I LAUNCHED on a skier. Kate and I were about 10 yards apart playing follow the leader when this “tween ski racer” skied through us. Yes, through us. She was a fully accessorized racer with her bump guards on her poles. She skied right in front of Kate then cut right in front of me skied to the side and stopped with a girlfriend. I started screaming at her. It went something like this…. SERIOUSLY???????????????????? SERIOUSLY???????????????? YOU JUST USED AT FOUR-YEAR OLD AS A SKI GATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A SKI GATE AND ON A GREEN RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SERIOUSLY???????????? WOW…. long pause… tween chin resting on chest… tween girlfriend says “sorry…….”. My reply: WOW, I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE SEEN YOU HERE AT THREE!!!!!!!!!!!!! 

Needless to say I was furious this girl who was a beautiful skier felt the need to practically clip Kate’s tips and then mine. Thankfully Kate tends to be a bit oblivious and said to me… “why are you talking to that girl and her friend, do you know her?”

My response was “c’mon, let’s ski five more turns…. pizza….. french fries….. pizza…..”

Tween paused quite some time before she passed us again.

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