1/23/08
Wow! The month is almost gone, can you believe it? I shouldn't have waited so long to write as I'm sure I've missed some funny kid stuff to share.
Brian has been feeling under the weather (we keep joking that he's falling apart) and still has no real diagnosis as to what the issue is. I'm inclined to believe it must be inner ear related, because he's always dizzy and nauseous, has frequent ear problems, but the other thing is a fever or sweating that is severe. All you doctors out there can comment on what I should do with him. Taking him out back and putting him out of his misery is not an option as he's daddy daycare...
Speaking of daddy daycare; the kids are loving having daddy home. I'm sure that he wishes he was anywhere but home some days, but I know he loves spending so much quality time with them. However, he says the same thing I used to say when I was home with them... I need ME time. Sheesh... The kids are mimicking his every word and deed - some good, some bad habits have emerged... Last night as Emma was walking into the kitchen to race to the potty, I hear the loudest belch that can't possibly have come from a pint sized kid - it must have shot from her toes! She turns around to me and smiles and says OOPS! Scuse me! Polite, but oh god - did I say that she lives in a barn??
On the other side, she also has Brian's outgoing nature and is comfortable in the company of adults and children alike. She has an engaging smile and loves to chat. I think however, Brian and I use too much sarcasm as I hear her say quite often, "uh yeah..." in response to a "silly" question. Maybe that just means she needs to be around her peers more often, right?
Anyway Em, Kin and I went to church by ourselves on Sunday. This automatically should put up a red flag with you as how the heck do I control two little wriggly know it alls at the same time? Well, let me give you the story...
Sunday school is at 9 am (problem #1) and of course I can't get there on time so we show up at 9:10 (close, right?). Things go well, but the teachers there are so nice and if Emma says no she won't do something, they say OK. You know Em, right? If anyone is that nice to her, my little angel takes full advantage of it. I'd like to say that she's learning to listen, but I think it varies with what she wants at the moment. You parents out there laughing as you know what torture this is, but don't start laughing yet - the best is yet to come!
So Sunday school is done and we head up the hall to services (which have begun already - I can't even be on time when I'm in the same building!). I'm stage whispering to Em to stop running and wait for me. Thank goodness she waits at the top of the stairs after I tell her the 3rd time...
We grab a pew towards the front, where I have sat for 30 years in the very same church. I really need to go in the back but everyone has already staked out their seats that they've had for as long if not longer than me! Ok, the seats aren't labeled, but you just gravitate to where you always sit...
So, I think, we've only got 10 minutes, Please, Please let Em and Kin be quiet and no terrible bursts of kidisms. I silently think ok, we've gotten through the first 5 minutes, we are doing great... Oh boy, there is a silent prayer coming up - "crap! Em is never going to get through this one!" She's already said "hello" to her teachers from across the room and behind her, she will NEVER keep quiet for what seems like an eternity of 2 minutes. Just as the minister announces for us to bow our heads and give God our silent cares, Em is getting fidgety. All I can think at that very minute is that I must distract her in any way possible! And I get a bright idea! Have Em recite the nightly prayer we do! That will keep her quiet... So I begin to whisper the prayer God Bless... to which Em says in a loud whisper, "God Bless"... and that heavenly little voice whispers the whole prayer so everyone hears her. At the end of our prayer, the minister says over Emma's littany "Amen". It was so cute and I will never forget it. Of course by this time, everyone is giggling because this is a silent prayer... We can move on now to a song, "thank goodness", I think. You know the best is yet to come don't you?!
Well, you'll just have to wait until tonight!
1 comment:
Enjoyed your entry. On your profile you mentioned being an older parent and how you will look. Well I can tell you first hand you will also look feel and act older then the parents of all of their class mates and friends. You will find one or two other "older" mothers to bond with at the p.t.a. and scouts and
bake food sales and then after school activities like dance or soccer or football or baseball ect. you get the picture. But you will also be more confident and know things like pick your battles and calm and patient
outlook. Not as short tempered and I think more loving. I maybe not be very objective however. I think older mothers are better. They have lived a full life before they had children and
therefore have a more experienced outlook on life.
well better go. Keep writing and have a good year.
Judy B
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