Sunday, January 31, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
And despite my heartbreak over the situation - the stigma which SHOULD NOT exist yet does....when their teacher told me that my Baby Birth of Cool LOVES to bowl - and she just beamed when she said it, I knew I couldn't actually deny them this.
There is part of your pride that says NO! NOT MY CHILDREN! And then there is the reality check when they skip down the driveway to get on that little short bus, and they get strapped in - for their own safety - and you realize yeah - My Children.
My children were in the Special Olympics. And despite being heartbroken .....
.....I am so so proud of them.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
And having been gone from Indiana where the snow is deep I'm afraid that I'm not that adept at adjusting to the freezing cold and inconvenience of WEATHER. I've had to scrape my windows of my car every morning the past few mornings,and I'm quite BITTER about it. QUITE EFFING BITTER.
I live in the SOUTH dammit. Where is my genteel southern lifestyle?
Suddenly I'm outside identifying tracks in the snow.....this is neither genteel nor southern.
We've been out and about and busy, despite the weather. We caught the DaVinci exhibit down at the HIGH MUSEUM OF ART downtown and no, I couldn't take any cool pictures lest I damage the integrity of the brilliant art we were seeing. DaVinci can make your head spin.
The boy wanted to stand there, because he wanted to make sure everyone could see the horses junk. See that grin? He thinks he's being hilarious. I sort of thought he was too. This is a reproduction (I hope) of the Sforza horse that DaVinci created. I believe the original is in Milan.
We also went to one of our favorite Atlanta Museums lately, the Booth Museum of Western Art (lovingly known as the COWBOY MUSEUM) where they got in some Warhols recently that were quite festive.
The kids love it because there is a super cool western themed play area in the basement.
And now I think all I can say for today is .........GO COLTS!
Saturday, January 09, 2010
It's the 7 year old. He's come for snuggles.
This has been our tradition for as long as he hasn't been sleeping in my bed. He snuggles back into his old spot and we kiss and cuddle, and whisper I love yous under the blankets until one or both of us falls asleep.
Sometimes, like this morning, I like to watch him drift off....watch his baby face reappear in sleep.
He looks so much like his baby self in those moments somtimes, sometimes I want to cry.
He's so big now, I have to remind him not to knee me in the tummy, adjust him off my arm as it starts to tingle under his weight. Sometimes I get so hot - he's a little fireball- but I still hold him close.
Someday he won't want to do this and I can never get these minutes back. Not ever.
I tell him that sometimes, that some day he'll be too big and won't want to cuddle with his Mommy in the mornings. He always buries his face against me and says the same thing. "I always will Mommy."
I only wish that were true.
Thursday, January 07, 2010
Yes, we're getting ice. And SNOW.
Later. We all know it's coming.
Let the race for bread and milk commence. We actually NEED bread and milk, so that seems a little unfair as my family IS out and yours is probably just hoarding - seems that we might deserve to go to the front of the line on that one.
The real problem, before all ye northerners (of which I am one,I remind ye) start giggling and scoffing is not the 1 to 2 inches of snow and some ice.
It's the hills. The amazing lack of FLAT landscape we have here - plus add in our lack of snow removal equipment. Gang plowing? They've never heard of it. I've never SEEN a snowplow on a DOT truck here. I have no reason to believe they have them.
So we'll wait........and watch.
Should be interesting if it even comes CLOSE to being accurate!
Tuesday, January 05, 2010
What I didn't share was that in addition to the trip to North Carolina to be evaluated and interviewed......was that we had to supply a sample.
A sample divided into many tubes and envelopes and what not............
a sample - OF POOP.
A lot of poop.
Poop that had to be scooped with this very tiny thing which should have been like a shovel but was instead FORKED according to my sweet husband who actually collected poop from the pile and dispensed it into the little tubes.
My job was to take it to QUEST today - where I got the "Hi you are not a patient you are technically a courier so come to the back and let us show you how this works" tour. It was weird. You know those people who just WALK IN to places that you and I wait to be called into? I'm one of them at QUEST - at least I am if we get into the study.
You see the secret's in the poop. If he is missing certain enzymes that you and I have in our poops - well - he's in.
So cross your fingers that we have enzyme deficient poop.
Charlie needs it so much.
Look at those demon eyes. That can't be good.......
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Friday, January 01, 2010
I lived there for years and I never once saw anyone roast a marshmallow not even on the nights it got cold (yes sometimes even in Tampa it gets cold).
Even just as far north at Atlanta, people know that winter time means roasting marshmallows time.
We of northern origin, we like a good burned up piece of confection.
Cuz you know, we know how to party.
It was a kid friendly food festival and, according to the 7 year old - the best New Years Eve ever.
And so - 2010 begins. So far it's been nothing like the movie.