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Saturday Snapshot: PJs!

Nana MADE jammies for the kids!!

Merry Christmas!!

A Christmas Story

T’was two nights before Christmas,
An email received.
Santa’s present for Maggie,
Was not shipped as believed.

“FUUUUUDGE!!” cried Nancy,
“What to do, I don’t know…”
Fighting last minute shoppers,
Off to Target I go.

For the last 3 or 4 months,
It’s been on all Maggie’s lists.
I had visions of crying,
And “This Christmas’s the pits!”

“Skates!” yelled Mommy,
“Of the roller kind,
“Please help me, oh worker,
“This gift I must find!”

I ran down the aisles,
And what to my wonder,
There they were!
With helmets, over and under!

I snatched up a box,
And ran ’round the bend.
Ah Target, I love you,
You’ve saved me again.

Way Back When-esday

Cheryl over at Twinfatuation hosts this one. Go on over to see who else is playing – and join in too!

This was the first picture Christmas Card we sent out. πŸ™‚

Book Clubs

I was going to write a book review today, but I have waaaay too much work to do to actually think about that without giving too much away about the book. So, I’ll just chat about where all these books are coming from.

I’ve always, always loved reading. I don’t know when I started reading, but I don’t remember when I haven’t had a book in my purse (or back pack, or whatever) for all those occasions when I have a little time for a quick snippet of another world.

THAT said, I’ve always hated having a book “forced” on me. Those books for I was supposed to read for school? Ya – hated it. Even if they may have been good ones. (Especially “classics” – if it was a book I’d pick up on my own; no problem…but classics…blech πŸ˜‰ ) There are still a whole bunch of classics that I should probably read…

For that reason, I’ve always been hesitant to join a book club. What if all of the chosen books are ones I wouldn’t normally read? (I’m a historical romance, mystery lovin’ kinda gal.) What if I just didn’t have time to read the book before we met?? (I’m beginning to realize that I have this strange fear of letting people down for ridiculous things…but that’s for another post.)

What I didn’t realize is that’s precisely what book clubs are for! To GET me to read books that I wouldn’t normally read. (And I must admit, as much as I love Nora Roberts, I can’t read more than 3 in a row by her…) And the book club I joined is through my town’s Mom’s club…which means THEY’RE all busy too…which means they don’t care if I finish the book in time for the meeting πŸ™‚ (Although, I do have to say that I have finished all of them on time so far, and have been the only one to do so…and there hasn’t been much discussion of books at these meetings πŸ˜‰ )

Either way – I’m really glad that I’ve joined. I’ve enjoyed all of the books so far and it’s been a really great way to meet more people in my town!

Makes My Mondays: Goofy Faces

A favorite spot: on Daddy’s shoulders!

Cheryl over at Twinfatuation hosts this one. Head on over to see what else makes people’s Mondays (there are always some really good ones!)

Balancing Act

Burke has been practicing VERY hard at balancing this home-made shaker (made with Nanny Jessica) on his head. He’s even gotten good enough to walk across the room πŸ™‚

…he told me he wanted to be in a parade πŸ™‚

Saturday Snapshot: I Dressed Myself!

Fx4: No More Cookies??

…note the crumbs..

I’m such a mean mommy πŸ˜›

Helicopter?

Do helicopter parents even know that they hover? I mean…what if *I’M* a helicopter mom? It’s not like my kids’ teachers would tell me…right?

I drop my kids off and pick them up from school. (There is no bus option at this age.) The school does offer a drive-up drop-off option where the teachers will come get your kids out of the car (and at pick-up they’ll bring your kids out to your car), but I prefer to take them in myself. I feel much more connected and like I actually know their teachers (and they know me – which I also think is important). There’s not a lot of individualized communication at this school – no parent/teacher conferences or anything like that. So…I go in, help the kids get settled, chat with a teacher or two – if they’re not too frazzled – and then go. When I go back in to pick the kids up, I sometimes get a quick update. For example, on Tuesday, Maggie didn’t want her picture taken with “Rudolph” at the Holiday party that day … which put her in a funk for the rest of the day. I’m not sure I would have known about that if I hadn’t gone in.

Next year, Burke and Maggie head to Kindergarten where they’ll have the option to take the bus. But I really don’t want them to do that (and luckily, Mike agrees). I think part of it stems from my own hatred of the bus when I was little – well…the 1/4 mile hike to get to the bus stop anyway. That and the fact that my Dad (and then my step-mother) drove us to school. I’m sure that part of it may be that I’m a complete control freak. Part of it is that in MA, there’s a law that kids have to be in booster seats until they’re 8 … are there boosters in buses??

The thing is, I know that I want my kids to have minds of their own (mostly πŸ˜‰ ) and be able to fight for their own grades and stuff when they get older. (There’s no way I’m going in to argue over grades for one of my kids!) And I want them to be able to make their own decisions – which includes making their own mistakes. I don’t want to “smooth out and mow down all obstacles” for them.

But I don’t want to not be there for them either.

I’m sure there’s a happy medium. I just hope I find it.