Thursday, April 16, 2009

Mother of rockstars.

I had to work long days on both Monday and Tuesday, and hence did not get to see my children after school. I forgot how much I missed seeing them every moment they are awake, and this situation is a prime example of it. As I was driving them home from school on Wednesday I kept hearing the phrase Cheetah something band. I'll have to ask what the exact name was and edit this later. So come to find out they have been having practise in the girls room every day after school in preparation for a concert to be held in their room Wednesday night so I could be there. So before dinner they had to get their outfits ready so they looked like a real band and then they went back in the bedroom and rehearsed it over and over again. Ali asked me if she looked like Hannah Montana, because she layered her skirt with pants. Trev said he had to have a jacket, and Brie just tried to copy Ali. If you can't tell by the picture, the popcorn vacuum is supposed to be a guitar. The duct taped sword is also supposed to be a guitar. Brie was being back up vocals. I can't obviously reduplicate the tune, but I know it started out with Ali singing "Digging in the dirt", then Brie chiming in "all day long", then repeat itself multiple times while Trev added in a few words here and there. They said they were working on another song where Ali was "Riding on a bus", with Brie singing "all day long" after her.
I think I miss my kids "all day long" with moments like these!

Saturday, April 11, 2009

No love, and plenty of Sass

When my oldest child was a baby, no more than a solid year old, would scream at my husband and I while riding in the car. No she wasn't car sick. No, she decided that every time I put my hand any where near my husbands hand or head she would scream piercing both of our ears. It was a pretty quick way for us to tell if she fell asleep in the car. As she began to talk, she would say "No, my Mom!" or "NO! My Grandma!" She has pretty much out grown the screaming thing when she sees something she doesn't like, the most we get is a random pout, and understand the importance of sharing the people you love. I don't remember my son doing anything of the sort at any age other than push the other parent away when he was cuddling with one or the other. So my youngest child at the age of 3 and a half has now started her screaming fest in a different way. When ever she sees my husband and I hug, or even give each other a peck she screams "NO LOVEY!" and will physically put herself in between my husband and I and grab and drag me away. She always wants me to tuck her in, get her dressed, do her hair, get her food, anything it has to be mom if she has an option. I'm not sure if this is sad or not, with her being my baby, I kind of like that she is so attached to me.
Off the subject, but not entirely, my youngest was trying to sass my mother in law in the car one day. My MIL told her "You don't talk to Grandma that way, it makes her sad" and proceeded to put on a fake sad face to emphasize the reason to not sass her elders. Brie the cheese that she is, says to her "Grandma, Don't be sad! Ooooh! Aaaah! Oooh! Aaaaah!" While doing that she is putting her hand up and down in front of her face like Alex the lion does in Madagascar 2. It's hard to teach children that have a knack for humor!

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Jury duty?

So I got the nice official form letter from the third district court telling me I need to fill out a jury questionnaire, and that I would have to apply for an exemption if needed. Seeing that I can't really see any problems for the month of May, I don't have any qualifying exemptions. I suppose that serving my civic duty would be a good thing, I got online and filled out the form, sent it off last night. Now this part is not a joke. I go to get the mail today and here is the kicker. I get another jury duty notification for the month of June. So whats the deal?!?! Is this normal or do I call and ask them if this super gold star civic duty?

White Knuckle Grip

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What striving to keep a grip on life produces.