JJ: Daddy, can you buy me one of those stupid useless toys that I will play with for two seconds and then loose? (Okay that was not exactly what he said, but you get the point.)
Jonathan: Sorry buddy, I'm totally broke.
Moment of silence.
JJ: Daddy, how did you break?
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Friday, June 18, 2010
Rules for Parents at School Functions
Over the past couple weeks there have been many, MANY end of the year school functions. Sweet Pea has provided me a set of rules I am to follow when attending such functions with her:
1) No hugs or kisses. Obviously.
2) No whispering to her.
3) No singing - even if everyone else is singing.
4) No talking about boys.
5) Do not be embarrassing in any way.
I am troubled she felt she had to set these "rules" for me, though the only I really struggled with was number 3 - no singing. When there was a group song at her class picnic and I started to sing she gave me a look of death. Guess I won't be doing that again.
So far the only one JJ seems to be in agreement with is number (1) - which has been very clear to me all year. When the bus arrives to pick him for school I have to suffer with simply a wave....
It's not easy being a parent.
1) No hugs or kisses. Obviously.
2) No whispering to her.
3) No singing - even if everyone else is singing.
4) No talking about boys.
5) Do not be embarrassing in any way.
I am troubled she felt she had to set these "rules" for me, though the only I really struggled with was number 3 - no singing. When there was a group song at her class picnic and I started to sing she gave me a look of death. Guess I won't be doing that again.
So far the only one JJ seems to be in agreement with is number (1) - which has been very clear to me all year. When the bus arrives to pick him for school I have to suffer with simply a wave....
It's not easy being a parent.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Thursday, May 6, 2010
Here is a great article on work-life balance for moms. It does not contain any secrets to finding the perfect solution. In fact its more of a sobering reality - but still nice to know you're not the only one trying to scream at your kids in silence when on a "work" call!
Sunday, May 2, 2010
This is my kids in the morning (on the weekend)...
Do you think we're doing something wrong? (Don't answer that.)
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Random thoughts...
Why when you are driving a specific route to see which way is faster to go, do you inevitably get stuck behind some slow poke screwing up your whole test?
Why can you never read those scramble codes that you are supposed to decipher in order to access some secured site?
Our plan to have a basement where the kids can play and watch TV has slightly backfired. Now, Sweat Pea thinks it is her OWN private place to "be alone." A little suspect don't ya think? Not to mention still leaves me upstairs with a 5 year old and Sponge Bob Square Pants.
Why is my idea of a nice Friday afternoon sitting on the patio with a book, not the same as JJ's, whose idea of a nice Friday afternoon is playing tag with me? Does he not know how tired I am???
Hump.
Why can you never read those scramble codes that you are supposed to decipher in order to access some secured site?
Our plan to have a basement where the kids can play and watch TV has slightly backfired. Now, Sweat Pea thinks it is her OWN private place to "be alone." A little suspect don't ya think? Not to mention still leaves me upstairs with a 5 year old and Sponge Bob Square Pants.
Why is my idea of a nice Friday afternoon sitting on the patio with a book, not the same as JJ's, whose idea of a nice Friday afternoon is playing tag with me? Does he not know how tired I am???
Hump.
Back to work
I've been back to work with no time to write. There have been a few things over the past several weeks that I thought to myself, "I have to remember to write that down." And then when I went to post it, nothing. No recollection of what I wanted to say.
What I can say, is that I am still loving the bread. Except being back to work, its not as easy for me to make. Take last week for example. Made the bread. Left it out to proof. But instead of putting in the fridge after an hour I left it out for, oh, I don't know.....maybe 14 hours. So long that it proofed so much, the lid popped off. Still I didn't notice (or remember) until Jonathan said, "Is the bread supposed to do that?"
No, no it's not.
Ahhhhh....the joys of going back to work and feeling like a totally competent idiot.
What I can say, is that I am still loving the bread. Except being back to work, its not as easy for me to make. Take last week for example. Made the bread. Left it out to proof. But instead of putting in the fridge after an hour I left it out for, oh, I don't know.....maybe 14 hours. So long that it proofed so much, the lid popped off. Still I didn't notice (or remember) until Jonathan said, "Is the bread supposed to do that?"
No, no it's not.
Ahhhhh....the joys of going back to work and feeling like a totally competent idiot.
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