I’d Rather Stay Nine

mom and baby4

“Can you believe you’re going to be TEN? Your first time into the double digits? The big ONE-OH!”

We’ve been counting down days to her birthday, but Laina’s reply was a sweet, “Yeah, but I’d rather stay nine.”

I’ve never met a child who consistently resists growing up as actively as Laina does. Despite the fact that she doesn’t want me coming to her school and my outfit choices embarrass her, she still has no desire to outgrow my clutches. That’s love right there.

And I just sat at the dinner table and dutifully answered which “large dog breeds” I would be willing to adopt in my lifetime if I HAD to choose one. She flipped through her book of dog breeds and took turns peppering both Pat and me. We sat there talking about dog breeds for 20 minutes after dinner had ended.

That’s love right there.

For what it’s worth Pat and I agreed on German Shepards, Bernese Mt. Dogs, St. Bernards, and Bull Dogs.

She can stay here forever…as long as someday we can start talking about something other than dogs.

Laina 9 collage

nine years old

 

laina 10

Happy Birthday Laina!

You turned three.
You turned four.
You turned five.
You turned six.
You turned seven.
You turned eight.
You turned nine.

A Mother’s Day Worth Waiting For

mothers day gift

My son woke me up yesterday morning with the creepiest whisper in my ear, “It’s mothersssss dayyyyy!!!!!” followed by a hacking cough in my face.

He’s been dying to show my what he made at school for me, but it will not come without conditions.

I was informed that I will receive my gift at the end of the day IF I’m nice to him. I was given three “tallies.” Three chances to get it right.

By 9am I was down to two tallies because I told him I was not going to buy him a gift at the grocery store.

By 11am I was down to one tally because I told him to stop pushing our dog down.

At 11:14am I lost my last tally because I said, “KAINOA KNOCK IT OFF!” while he struggled to yank a blanket off his snuggled up sister.

So I reversed his tally system and told him for every tally I take from him it’s one less gift he’ll get for his birthday this summer.

I took one tally away for whining about not getting a toy from the grocery store.

I took one tally for pushing our dog down.

And I took one tally for yanking a blanket off his snuggled up sister.

Come July he’ll actually owe me gifts.

It will be a Mother’s Day worth waiting for.

Writer’s Workshop: I’m An Adult

I'm An Adult

1. A moment you realized you were a grown up.

I knew I was a grown up when I learned to drive and I didn’t have nobody nowhere nohow telling me what to do.

I moved out and was in charge of my own life for a change!

I got to do my own grocery shopping!

I got to cook my own food!

I went clubbing!

Finally I was the boss.

So I did what any self made college grad would do.

I got married and became a mom!

I learned to lead by setting a great example.

I got to be in charge of other people.

My clubbing days came in handy!

And now I crave naps.

I don’t function without coffee.

My body is starting to hurt.

It takes me a little longer to adapt to the latest trends.

Yeah. I’m an adult. No going back now.

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1. A moment you realized you were a grown up.
2. What is the joy in your present moment?
3. You have to move away from your state in one month. List 6 destinations you wouldn’t mind relocating to.
4. Write a blog post inspired by the word: Blossom.
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Writer’s Workshop: My Kids Are Experts

2. Something your kids said that made you laugh.

The humans in this house make me laugh all the time. Listening to kids chat and reason and act like experts is one of my favorite things. I just putz around the house, take it all in…and then immediately write it down. Here are a few things my kids are experts at:

1. Infant Care
scaring babies

2. Popularity
popular sucks

3. Exercise
being fast

4. Food Safety
bad yogurt

5. Diagnosing
tummy

6. Allergies
allergic

I hope they never stop being experts because then I would have to find another means of entertainment while I clean my kitchen.

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Mama's Losin' It

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1. Write a list of your top Spring must-haves.
2. Something your kids said that made you laugh.
3. What is an unpleasant experience you had eating? Write a poem, paragraph, or something else about the experience.
4. Write a blog post inspired by the word: Inspired.
5. Tell the story of a mistake made in the kitchen.
6. Write about someone who made your childhood bearable.

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Talking To The Wall

bunboy

I’ve set a somewhat strict bar for my kids when it comes to “bad” words and name calling. It started when four year old Maile watched Spongebob and repeated the word “stupid”.

She tried to tell me she was talking to the wall, but she appeared to be looking directly at her sister when she said it.

I couldn’t prove that she wasn’t actually talking to the wall so I let it go, but I made it clear that calling each other names is not kind and not acceptable…just in case it was her sister she was looking at.

And it stuck!

Sort of.

They don’t call each other stupid, but they do call each other things like “Grandpa” and “chelsea” and “crydiaper.”

The other day Kainoa was all, “Mom? You know buns are a booty? Maile and Laina call me BUNboy. I don’t like that.”

And I was all, “Girls, stop calling your brother Bunboy.”

And they were all, “We were talking to the wall.”

I couldn’t prove they weren’t actually talking to the wall so I let it go.

In this house name calling is unacceptable…unless you’re talking to a wall. Those things are just ASKING for trouble!

ice cream mom

If You Have A Dress

at the beach

We all have our set of requirements when we’re looking for love. Things we think we have to have in order to hand our hearts over to someone completely.

He can’t have bad teeth.

He can’t have numerous children with a variety of different women.

He can’t snore or be bow legged or enjoy eating raw meat.

Mine was that he can’t be shorter than me, but I was willing to make an exception for one man in particular.

And then I married him.

Sometimes those requirements lose their importance when you really, really, really like the person.

Kainoa says you can only date him if you have a dress.

But I have a feeling he might find a girl he really, really, really likes in pants as well.

if you have a dress

Writer’s Workshop: Bright Floral Leggings

leggings

I realized Maile had forgotten a form at home that was due by the end of the day.

Typically I wouldn’t go to my kids school in a pair of bright floral leggings…

But this trip was going to be lightening fast.

So quick, that no one was even going to catch a glimpse of my leggings.

I’m not even a leggings kind of person.

I retired my floral leggings in third grade and never went back.

But by gosh, they’re everywhere now aren’t they?

So I tried some on and in the name of comfort and high fashion…I bought them.

It’s not my fault I happened to be wearing them on the Day Of The Forgotten Form.

I flew to school at the end of the day, just as my kids were loading their bus.

I caught Laina’s eye on my way into the office and waved her over, “Hey! You want a ride home today?”

But she declined and scurried to her bus.

I thought it was the company of her friends preferred, but when she got home she said, “Mom? How come you came to pick me up from school and how come you wore those PANTS?”

I guess it was the company of her friends pants she preferred.

Next time I’ll bring cheeseburgers. That should do the trick.

lainas happy

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1. Write a blog post inspired by the word: Embarrassed.
2. If you give a Mom a Blank…a post written in the style of the children’s “If You Give A Mouse A Cookie” books.
3. You can go back to your childhood for one day. What day and age do you choose?
4. 8 things you’re putting off.
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