Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Let's see. It's been how many days since school got out? Approximately 12. The weather here is still not super-summer-like. That means we have been doing quite a bit of indoor play. I do shove the bees outside but inevitably the wind kicks up and they are "cold" or it starts to rain and they complain that they are "wet." Wussies!
With boredom beginning to take it's toll on us, let's just say my resistance is low. I've let my guard down. I am not the tower of strength and creativity I normal proclaim to be. This is the conversation and sequence of events that may have snapped me back to reality.
Ladycakes: "Hey mom, we are kinda of bored."
Ladycakes: "You know how your said the boys need their hair cut?"
Ladycakes: "Can I do it?"
A few minutes later, coming from Ladycakes's bathroom. "BZZZZZZZZZZZZ."
As I wander in I find she has opened her own salon and 2 of my 3 children (thank God she isn't into cutting her own hair) had already become customers.
I didn't know how to react. This is my own damn fault. But wait, she didn't do too badly.
Turns out Mr. Handsome was kind of involved. He started on Q's hair. The problem with that is Mr. Handsome shakes when he cuts hair. We have laughed about opening a kid's hair salon, where "Shakes the Clown" could cut their hair. It would ruin children for life. Ladycakes took over once she saw Mr. Handsome's handiwork.
Elvis is loving his mohawk. I am tolerating it. If anything, every time I look at him it reminds me I need to plan an activity for the day before any more damage is done.
So this morning when this conversation happened,
Q: "Hey Mom, I'm kinda bored. Can I take the car for a spin?"
Q: "Thanks, see ya."
Me: "Wait, what? Get back her Mister, go scoop some dog poop! And get me another cup of coffee!"
Ahhh, summer. I promise we will survive!
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
So.... sorry for my absence. I have been busy with musical performances, totally lame preschool graduations, last minute assignments, a Renaissance Faire, a new job, allergies, felt making, "what the hell are we having for dinner"ing. And, a random orthodontist appointment. So nothing really. Just kidding!
Tomorrow is the last day of school. Happily, we do not have any snow in the forecast. You laugh. I cry. It's been a long "sprinter" and no, that's not a mis-spelling. It's been Spring and Winter here. It's LAME!
I love teachers. They amaze me. I was a teacher. But, I didn't understand the power, the influence. I knew it but didn't appreciate it from a parent's perspective. NOW, I understand. You people are amazing.
I am that parent that makes shit. I make a present. I like to make presents for people. I think about them the entire time I am making their gift. I also like to receive handmade gifts. Okay, I'm a weirdo? NO!
Hopefully, next year, the teachers aren't saying "Do you have that Q kid and his brother Elvis, cuz their mom is a handmade gift giver! Sorry for you. No Starbucks gift certificate. No $10.00 Visa card. It's all handmade. Oh good luck with that!."
Here's this year's. I like them. I am proud of them. I hope the teachers agree and appreciate how much time and love I understand that they put into every day. I get them.
The bottles are an entire different post. It, unfortunately, dives heavy into my psyche. We'll do that later.
I have painted them Added a tag. Will then add flowers. I love these people, they deserve paint, flowers and felt.
Here are some more photos....