Monday, December 7, 2009

It Might Snow

This is just so funny. It really, really is. I heard my daughter puttering in the bathroom and immediately called for her to come out. Smart girl that she is, she knew she didn't have much time and got right to the point. Fast enough that in a matter of seconds, she had accomplished her goal. Which was this:


I then asked her what she was doing. She said "I don't know" in her high pitched, 'i'm innocent' voice, with accompanying hand signs.



I just love this kid. I can't help it. I don't want to help it. She is wonderful.

I wonder if it would be cool if I was one of those mothers that kept my children constantly clean, physically impeccable, and curled their hair. I wonder if I'm the only mother that sends her daughter to Wal-Mart this way, because it just doesn't really bother me and she's really feeling that she is beautiful? I don't know. Is it wrong? Maybe. But I remember being absolutely consumed with feelings of beauty and enchantment as a small child doing truly insane things. And I was really, really happy. So I don't want to interfere with Gazelle here. She's too perfect. Honestly, too perfect the way she is.

The other night we went out to dinner for my Mom's birthday. Kaje feels concerned lately any time he's away from the house because it is interfereing with play possibilities. Finally in abject frustration he exclaimed "Mom, I really want to go home so that I can sit and think about myself!" I thought that was SO HILARIOUS. I laughed, which maybe I shouldn't have. But I just loved how he was trying to make it sound like a punishment.

Speaking of punishment, last night my little son had to go to bed without a story, which is probably the worst thing that could ever happen to him. The bedtime story is all-important in his world. But you see -- he told a lie. A lie to his Dad, and there is no going back from that. No mercy from Dad in that situation. He's been telling lots of little fibs lately, which I know comes with the age and I remember being a little liar myself. He gets in trouble, but just lies again. So last night after Liv had her story, I went in to tuck him in and let his little tear-stained face know he was still loved -- very, very loved. And I asked him if he knew why he was in trouble. He said no. So I asked if he knew what a lie was? He said no. So we had a little conversation and I tried to break it down to his level -- if you didn't pee, you don't say you did, etc. (which was the whole crux of the matter). I love my son. I don't always know if I'm doing this right. He's changing right now -- transitioning -- and our parenting needs to transition with him. We're still trying to figure it out, quite honestly. But I love him more then anything else in this whole world ... hopefully that will be something he never questions.

Being a parent is interesting, wouldn't you say? And the Double B and I are very different parents, trying to back each other up and work out our own differences in opinion. I don't think that's a bad thing. It can be challenging. I know our children need both of our strengths.

I haven't had much to say to all of you lately. Isn't that odd? I've been more inside my personal journal. I hope you'll be patient. But maybe you've enjoyed the break! I can never discount that possiblity!

Guess what. It's raining. And it might snow. Just thought you might like to know that. Merry Christmas, everyone. The End.

6 comments:

Ducksoup said...

i have so been missing your blog. i've even checked it on my own thinking my dashboard must not be updating me like it was supposed to. to no avail though, there was no posts to be found. sad. anyway, your children are adorable. sounds like there is some good disciplining going on. and just so you know, i have a few posts in the works...not that they are exciting or anything (well one is about our ER visit) but I just need to get my camera from Tina's house so I can have some pics with them. maybe wednesday. love yah rie. you are the best. and your children are adorable.

Tink said...

Parenting is so challenging. But hang in there. You're a great Mom!

Tara said...

I love the pictures of Livi. I don't think there is anything wrong with letting her go to walmart like that. You probably put a smile on many faces! I have missed your blog too. I hope all is going well for you and your family. Enjoy the snow.

Tina Williams said...

Good job girl. You know it isn't a good thing when I have posted more than you . . . get on it!

elise and co. said...

Here are my thoughts on spending more time in your journal, since you didn't ask: A blog is like the Large Plates and the journal is like the Small Plates. So maybe you've had more spiritual, personal stuff to write about. That's a good thing. But we all still miss your funnyness. Please don't forget your Large Plates. :)

Kimi@SoManyKidsSoLittleTime said...

That lipstick is adorable. She is so runway ready!

This parenting gig is hard work. I mean you are always second guessing you decisions. Was I too hard on them? Was I too easy on them? UGH. There really ought to be a step by step manual provided with each child.