She said this is Clickbait. But I really did have a baby yesterday 17 years ago. And look at her now! Also, do you see that cake? I made part of it before work yesterday morning and finished the rest when I got home. She picked it from some website called Sally’s baking addiction and said, “only if it isn’t too complicated Mom.” It was certainly worth the effort that I got because of it.
That’s the reason I didn’t blog yesterday. So today is day one people. This day I became a mother. What a magical day that was! Truly it was.
And every day since has been magical! Not. Someone told me the other day that I made parenting look fun. Yay! I was so happy.
Then I thought about all the things that aren’t fun. And I pondered about the evidence that caused my friend’s conclusion.
Parenting is fun. But you have to make it fun a lot of times and I work hard at that. I truly enjoy my children but I also have to help them learn to be enjoyable to be around. A wise woman told me the other day that making any situation fun is a poor man’s therapy and the way to cope with the hard parts of life.
So Day 1 of the story of 30 days:
Make it fun….what ever it is.
P.S. Goodness! Look at her 17 year old face…she’s having fun.
A nice stop on the way to the Grand Canyon is Carlsbad Caverns. We considered it a pre-hike warm-up. It’s not a small walk but it’s very cool in temperature and affect down there and you can take an elevator up which has no resemblance to hiking to the bottom of the Grand Canyon and back up. The stalactites and stalagmites just keep coming and the beauty of the cave is kinda overwhelming.
One rule we weren’t very good at was talking aoftky. There are 18 of us, ok. Also we tend to be a loud bunch pretty much all the time. I’m learning about this video logging so thanks for your patience. More coming….
I know what you’re thinking. I haven’t even written in awhile and now here I am putting up a moving picture for you. I’ve decided you should know how imperfect we are. Just you wait. You want adventure don’t you? Sure you do.
We’ve had some adventures lately. Also, I ran into this sign, and I felt like I should share it with you. Even though I would never say anything like that to my kids. Isn’t social media fun? I think so.
Also, social media is very disturbing. Look at this face swap Maile did with her bunny. Doesn’t it make you never want to look at my blog again? It makes me never want to look at that photo again.
Once, I was about to go to the beach with the girls, and my neighbor (who redoes furniture) was having a big I’m-moving-and-I-have-a-lot-of-furniture sale. I meandered around this couch for awhile. Then I brought Maile in on it. Then I bought them. Matt was out of town so I had to ask him very nicely to go pick up our new couch on his way in. 🙂
Ahh, but then there is my Parlor, all new and waiting for you all to come visit. Not really. I just want to sit in it by myself. But, everyone likes it. Even Dot. Even though at first they thought I was super weird for buying the two for $65 from my neighbor. I know they’re kinda ugly. But, I see some possibility in them.
Also, who doesn’t want a parlor? Do you know what you do in a parlor? Just visit. And read. And rest. No tv. No phones. No electronic devices. Just people and words and rest. You should try it. It makes for a great time.
Anyone ever seen anything like these before? Any guesses on how old they are?
Okay, I have more to tell you but I have to go to bed. You see, I’m on this 5 day clean eating plan and that means I’m skipping the old ice cream and wine habit. So, I have to go to sleep. Good night. I’ll be back later.
So, I have a question: sometimes you have to go to an unexpected funeral at the end of a heavy work week in the middle of writing curriculum at the end of summer while you are on day 63 of P90x3 with your oldest daughter (working out every single day) in the midst of the week of your local book signing. So, you’re distracted a lot. Your kids are soaking up their last bit of lazy at your house’s expense, your bathroom needs a good AJAX scrubbing, and you have callousy-flip-flop feet. I’ll bet you don’t know what AJAX is. Go ask your mom.
You call your big kids from work and ask them to take out the ribs from the freezer feeling good about remembering the dinner plan. But, you have church first and your last appointment at work goes well but longer than you thought. You rush in to get the kids for church and see the meat on the counter they pulled out for you. It ain’t ribs. And you forgot about this mystery meat wrapped in white paper. So, you turn it over, and it’s a pork shoulder from a wild pig your neighbor shot last year and generously shared. I love that neighbor. Except I didn’t receive any bounty from the hunting this year, so I don’t know what that means. And your feet hurt. But you have a book out, so that’s something.
What do you do?
It sounds like a bad riddle. Not clever at all. Here’s the answer:
Deep breaths help. Dude. Just take that pork shoulder, slap in it the oven with some olive oil and garlic salt, and go to church. You need to go to church anyways. Then when you get home, eat it with your kids (the ones who don’t know what ribs are, apparently). Then just sit and enjoy your family. That’s where it is anyways. Sit on the floor. All your pets will come see you. Then you’ll realize you’ve been so busy to even notice them much. And it’s fun because your kids will decide to do a photo shoot with you and the pets and then everyone is smiling even the oldest dog. If you’re lucky, you might have a little dance party with the kids before cleaning the kitchen.
And then there’s the book signing (Yay!), so maybe you should paint your toes, maybe, probably, definitely. And get some sleep because there is yet another workout tomorrow. Also, you can have ribs tomorrow.
So, my 2nd child was bee-bopping around the house, and her sister said in an oh-so-sisterly-voice, “Maile, you look kind of like a soccer mom with your hair and everything.” I laughed. And then she began her performance. She had been going for a while when I started filming. I was crying because I was laughing so hard. In fact, I think you can hear me. Anna fell out of her chair. Matt was chuckling. Oh, man.
This video is proof that your children are watching you. Not only are they watching, but they are compiling. This is twelve years of research and inferencing, folks, and not just of me and Matt. Of you, of aunts and uncles, of grandparents, etc. Now, now don’t look so discouraged. This is actually good news, I told myself, as I reflected on how funny this was to me. I’m just wondering if we actually know how cool this is. These little women in my house are their own people for sure, but what an opportunity I have to get it right!
What an extraordinary thing this parenting is. Don’t start crying to me about the daily. I know all about it, and I have those moments too when I see the hairball in the corner and the laundry basket and the kid project we still have to finish. Just take a deep breath, get organized, and do your laundry. I don’t just mean your clothes. If something needs to change, change it. Change the order of things. And then go. Bring them along. Be together. Don’t try. Just do.
They’re watching you. It’s extraordinary. Don’t miss it.
P.S. Please don’t tell Maile I said she was bee-bopping. She might freak out.