Brutally Honest Monday: The I’m Not Too Old To Learn Stuff Edition
1. Do not ask people to tell you their favorite desserts while you are on a very restricted diet.
2. Egg/corn-free oatmeal-chocolate chip cookies are delicious at any time of day. Especially with a glass of milk.
3. Eating two dozen cookies in 24 hours will cause a noticeable belly pooch. It probably won’t go away on its own.
4. The herbal supplement fenugreek really does work. My breast milk supply doubled within a day after just one capsule. An odd but not unpleasant side effect? It makes my armpits smell like maple syrup. At least it’s not onions!
5. Given a good amount of positive attention, my four year old will turn into a compliant ball of putty in my hands. Good for cleaning up, bathtime, bedtime, and throwing out poopy diapers.
6. Tootsie Farklepants really knows her stuff. Or so my husband says.
7. Not working on the weekend will change the attitude of everyone in my house for the better. Wine helps too.
8. The probability skills I learned in college tell me that when A+B=C, then C-A=B. So when 3 of the 13 people who have entered my contest are named Jenny/Jennifer, A+B= people named Jenny/Jennifer like free chocolate.
8. A contest scheduled to end on Sunday night can be extended until Monday night on my whim. So go -here- to enter NOW! Time’s a-wastin’!
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A sleep over, of sorts
Yesterday, Alison invited her cousin to sleep over. I never know whether they are going to get along or fight like cats and dogs. Unfortunately, cats and dogs it was. The bickering and whining I can handle – time outs work great for that. But another child hitting my girl, repeatedly, even after punishments, is unacceptable. In fact, I think five years of age is a little old for random hitting. So I packed up the car and took Alison’s cousin home.
Alison was devastated, of course. Even if she’s getting beat up on, she still loves her cousin and wanted a sleep over. I explained to her that since her cousin hasn’t learned elsewhere that hitting isn’t OK, it was our job to teach her. My girl was heartbroken, so I made a compromise with her. We could have a sleep over, instead.
After Blythe went to bed we did all kinds of sleep over things. We watched a movie and ate cashews in our jammies. I said, “Hey, keep your feet out of Daddy’s nuts,” something I never thought I’d hear myself say. We made a bed on her bedroom floor and snuggled up together.
At 5 am, Alison woke and discovered I was breaking the cardinal sleep over rule – to sleep over. She climbed into bed with me, and peace was restored. She was still sleeping when I put Blythe down for her nap at 8:30, so I got back in bed with her.
I don’t think she missed her cousin one bit! And bonus? I never hit her, even once.
*Don’t forget! You can win some FREE CHOCOLATE by entering the contest -here- by tonight!*
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Gold Trophy
As I went through all of Alison’s stuff this weekend, I came across a tiny charm she received from her Tante Rae for her first birthday. It was in a ceramic tooth on top of her dresser.
“I’m putting this in your jewelry box,” I told her, “I’d hate for it to get lost.”
“But that’s where I keep it.” She said, snatching it out of my hands. “It’s my gold trophy. It’s very special, and it’s just for me.”
I watched as she lovingly wrapped it in tissue and tucked it into the tooth, as she obviously had so many times before.
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While the Cat is away…
The Mouse will play…
With all of her favorite stuff!
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Grandma’s House
My girl loves her Ma’Maw. So when she was invited to spend the whole weekend at Ma’Maw’s house while Papa’s away, she jumped at the chance. So did I! Because two days and nights of time with my littlest, who still takes 3 hours worth of naps, equals a vacation! I love my kids, but absence makes the heart grow fonder, right?
So far I have:
* Cleaned a portion of my bathroom. Only a portion because she showed back up about an hour after she left, claiming she “missed me”. People, I was practically begging her to go.
* Moved some of the larger items out of her room, and into the dining room. We’re going to move Blythe into Alison’s room and Alison into Blythe’s room this weekend. Since Alison is a pack rat to the 100th power, I have to do this while she’s gone.
* Thrown out many “unnecessary” items I found in Alison’s room, like old feathers and rocks. And her “favorite” shirt, which is size 2T and won’t even go over her head anymore.
* Gone to dinner with Jeremy, Blythe, and friends. I had a steak, and it was good. How lucky am I that I got to eat out twice this week?
Grandparents rock!