Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sweet Home Alabama.
I say "about" 7 churches because a few of these are in homes, so it's hard to tell unless there is a marquee in the yard. And there is also the random marquee on wheels by the empty gravel parking lot that reminds you that the Salvation Army Wants You To Know That God Is Love on your way to school. No church building, but definitely a message.
We all receive, in some way, unsolicited advice everyday. Some call it Marketing. I want to believe that people are mostly good and nice and that they want to share with me what made them feel good that day.
There are days when I meet someone with a shirt on that says, "Satan is Ugly as Sin" and I don't know where to begin with our conversation. But I still want to have that conversation. I just hope S/HE starts it.
Then I see a sign that says "Forbidden Fruit Creates Many Jams" and I just want to travel that thought journey with whoever came up with that caption. It's truly clever when you think about it long enough, with lots of references solid to the Southern Bible, but when it catches me off guard on the church marquee I almost run off the road every time.
The Abundant Life Church right by our house just changed its sign to read "Instructions for Abundant Life Inside."
I'm just trying to stay open here. I'm starting with noticing what's on my daily drive: church marquees, cows and Starbucks.
I can't believe I just typed that. I will say (or type) that though Google can only satisfy some of my searches and since Abundant Life has an address, I will embrace this gratitude to be where I am right now, here, with all the advice and suggestions, in the form they need to be.
Again, Sweet Home Alabama.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
The plans, supplies and "help" all came together recently and Svea has a new favorite place to sit and draw in her bedroom.
(my favorite part is how it fits together as a cube!)
Svea and I have about 40 minutes together to read books, make up games, sing songs and sweat while we wait for Henry to get out of school. I love this time with her.
She made up a "Zip-It" game where one of us takes a turn singing and the other gets to "zip" the singing. Then the person "zipped" has to still try and sing out of the side of her mouth. It's awesome.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Saturday, September 12, 2009
The other night, Svea and I had a Girls Night In as she had had a phat nap and Henry and Brian were already snoozing.
I probably would not have photographed this moment if she hadn’t started calling the monkeys her “weinies”.
The third grader in me couldn’t stand it, so I grabbed my camera.
"Mooooom, Sugar just bit my bangs!"
"Mooooom, can you come in my room and pick up this marker top I dropped?" (two inches from her foot)
Recent quotes from Henry:
(upon arrival home from school)
"Hey Mom! (hugs me) You smell good! Did you just brush your teeth? Is my soccer uniform clean yet?
(races out of the room)
Me: Henry, I have some bad news. There's no parade tonight because of the rain. But we will have your soccer game in the morning.
Me: I know, I'm so sorry. But we will still play soccer tomorrow.
Henry: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! But you have to sleep before tomorrow!
Me: I know, but then you'll have energy to play if you sleep.
Henry: WAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! I don't LIKE bad news! (goes to his room and shuts the door)
Henry: Mom, did you know about Abraham Lincoln? He was the FIRST president of the United States of AMERICA!
Me: Really? I thought George Washington was.
Henry: No, Mooooooom. (deep sigh) George Washington was the THIRD.
Henry: Mom, look at my drawing.
Me: I love it! Tell me about it.
Henry: This is the tree on the island in the water. This is the yellow guy running away from the bad, bad, mean SHARK.
Me: Oh. What do you call the shark.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
I have been laughing in surprise and amusement at the similarities and differences in domesticating a puppy and domesticating small humans.
I find myself thinking (and saying) often, "Don't bite the hand that feeds you, dude."
That goes for both children and the pet.
Shug has been such a welcomed addition to our family. I love taking care of her while the kids are at school (my own weaning process, I'm sure) but I also love that I can crate her and go to the store by myself for an hour. I promise I never did that with the humans.
She also requires that the kids shut their doors completely during "quiet time" in the afternoons since she loves the taste of army men and paper dolls. The unexpected benefit is that when their doors are closed, they actually rest.
Also, if the kids run in the house, Shug considers that an invitation to chase and play and bite their behinds. Aha! Less running in the house.
There are new phrases that I would have never predicted could get such a response out of me such as:
"Moooooom, I just stepped in Sugar's tee tee!"
"Moooooom, Sugar has the remote control again!"
"Moooooom, she's eating leaves again!"
Overall, I have to say that it has been a fun introduction to owning a puppy...and we are on day 3 of no accidents in the house. Sweet.
Thursday, September 03, 2009
It's all about having fun, right? Just Svea's version of fun is a little different from the coach's.
We'll see how the next practice goes...