Showing posts from March, 2016

Pretty Princess

It was a party fit for a princess. The little girls came dressed in their princess crowns and dress up dresses. There was Anna, Belle and the birthday girl, Rapunzel, of course. This is a girl who prefers comfort over fashion, at least for now. She would much rather wear leggings than a dress to church and for years she protested having her nails painted. But this day was different. This was her birthday party and she wanted it to be special. She wanted to be special.  Now I was helping my niece put on her shiny pink and purple princess gown for her birthday. She wanted to be the bell of the ball and indeed she would be. She didn't want her hair braided. She wanted it down, long, just like Rapunzel's. She would be the embodiment of the princess she adored. 
I brushed her hair and had a twinge of excitement and nervousness at the thought of one day doing my own daughter's hair. "All this princess stuff is new to me," I told her. "I've been throwing dinosau…

that's My Boy

It was just a trip to the dentist. After a long day at school. How can you ask a hyper active boy to sit still to get his teeth cleaned after he sat for 7 hours in school?! Clearly this wasn't well planned. But I digress. Because there we were at the dentist, which to a curious boy is a world of wonder. "What's this? What about that? Are you going to use this?" Every single instrument. Every single contraption. He met Mr. Thirsty, the suction that drinks the water from the hose "that's like a fire hydrant." At one point he kicked his shoes off and propped his feet on the arm of the overhead light. Yes he did. The sweet, gentle hygienist- heaven help her. "Just a few more sweetie. I've got to get all your teeth honey." And then he called her out "But aren't you doing ALLLL my teeth? Then you lied because you said just a few more." He wanted to know what was next. He needed to touch and understand each instrument being used. 

An Hour Lost

That blasted time change. It got us all. This morning was brutal. Last night was a struggle. The baby was ready for bed and asleep by 8 pm because her nap schedule was all messed up. Poor E-man couldn't get his mind to shut down. Then the rain came.

"Mom?! I hear a storm," he called from the other room.
I went in and assured him it was just a spring rain and the downpour would be calming to listen to. 
"No thunder, right?"
"Of course not." I was confident. 
Not five minutes later two bright flashes of lightening lit up the sky through the blinds and the longest crack of thunder followed closely behind. My dear husband cracked his own laughter. 3-2-1... 
"Mooooom! You said no thunder!" 
I laid down beside my boy and began to tickle his back as he likes. I started to share the stories my own mother had used to comfort me; angels moving furniture and playing games of flashlight to explain away the storm. I was tired from a long day and an hour …

21 Day Fix

This is week one. Done. It's an accomplishment I'm proud of because the last time I stuck to a strict workout and eating plan was when I was training for Miss Virginia...and that was a loooong time ago. But even more proud are the inches that I'm losing as I see my body get toned and back into the shape it was before my pregnancy. It's been hard. I wanted to quit. I wanted to cheat. (Okay, being honest, I've cheated a teeny little bit.) But I'm seeing results and fitting into my old clothes and that in itself makes it worth it. One week down. Two more to go for round 1. 
This specific plan requires a commitment to a very clean eating meal plan in addition to a 30 minute workout each day. You commit to 21 days because that's how long they say it takes to break an old habit and create a new one. The idea is not to pig out on fast food and sugar on day 22. It's to create new eating habits and a healthy lifestyle. It's about what I put in - the work I …

Super Day

"You should be president, mom!"

"Me?!" I asked. "Why do you think I should be president?"

"Because you're the best mom in the planet. I would vote for you."

Ladies and gentlemen, I approved this message. But before you get ready to put a check mark beside my name, let's stop the presses and evaluate the issues.

The truth is it was one of those amazing days where memories were made. It was nothing of significance yet significant in every way.

The entire living room was transformed into a couch fort. There were made up games and crafts that didn't come as a set or with their own rules. It was whatever we wanted to do. There were hours in the kitchen cooking and preparing meals together. We all helped while Violet happily played and observed. There was music and lots of singing. Our house was filled with laughter and smiles for what seemed like the whole day. I can't recall all the things we found to smile about but I know my heart …