Thursday, February 26, 2015

Monster trucks

Will took the boys to the Monster Truck Rally in Oakland Saturday.  Wyatt and Daddy have gone a couple of times for a boys night out.  This was Colter's first time going.  As you might be able to imagine, Colter had the very best of times.  


The boys endured the cold of an Oakland evening in February all to watch gigantic trucks smash into each other and jump over things.  



Will let strangers color on my baby with Sharpie.  And my baby loved it.


When I was a kid, I would see a commercial for the Monster Truck Rally  "coming on Saturday, Saturday, SATURDAY!" and I would think: "What type of people get to go to that?"  Now I know, my husband and sons go to that.  Rock on.  



Wednesday, February 25, 2015

A Greedy Day...


Days like yesterday come up every now and again.  I can always see them building--maybe two or three weeks in advance.  I see a day on my phone calendar that wont share, a day that insists: "No!  It is all for me!", a greedy day.  I try my best to avoid these days, to teach days to share, spreading errands and activities around evenly.  But sometimes it is unavoidable.  Sometime I just have to endure a day of running around like a crazy person.    

Yesterday was a doozie.  On Monday night I kept on waking up from dreams about forgetting an errand or item on my calendar.  Or I'd wake up sweating and think "How am I going to be in three places at once?"  The lack of sleep did not help my attempts to take on the day with less anxiety.  My phone calendar only shows the added events, I still had all of the routine stuff to deal with--school pick-ups and drop-offs, meals, homework nagging, etc.  By mid afternoon I was kind of freaking out.  I knew I would get through the day, I just didn't know how many important things I needed to do would fall through the cracks.  By evening I was through the worst of the day.  I had only forgotten one event, Lorien's play practice--I remembered--30 minutes later, and I was late for just about every commitment after that but I made it through the day.  

I feel like these busy days are good reminders: remember to be thankful for those slow "boring" days where time seems to drag and to remember: I am part Super Hero.  I can be in three places at once.




Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Good bye beautiful people


I love Christmas card season.  I love seeing family and friends I don't get to see very often.  I love watching the wall where we hang our Christmas cards fill up as I pass every day.  I love handing little stacks of newly delivered cards to my children and watching their faces light up with recognition as they open up the cards.  I love feeling guilty about not getting my cards out before Christmas (no, I don't love that...that is not a good thing).  I love Christmas cards so much, I keep them up until Valentine's day.  They are always the last remnant of Christmas to be taken down (and the outside holiday lights).  I love those beautiful people and their happy faces.  Keep up the good work troops.