Baskets Ready
April 24, 2011
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Easter Eve
Stuffing plastic eggs with candy using the three for the egg a handful for the mouth method.
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You Could Search the World
April 23, 2011
and you would not find a child happier than this one.
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Over at Alphamom last week I have a post about allowances, chores, and teaching kids how to budget. I am surprised by the number of people who have said that by 16 they had part-time jobs and received little to no money from their parents on a regular basis. Jobs for teenagers here are not plentiful or easy to come by. I wonder if this is indicative of our economy where many adults have taken jobs that were typically done by teenagers? Or if it is just the area in which I live? I don’t recall having a difficult time when I was in highschool finding a summer job, but that was a long, LONG time ago.
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Barton Springs
The water is freezing. I honenstly don’t know how they submerged themselves in it. I never made it past my knees.
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It’s a Good Friday
April 22, 2011
Good Friday at Zilker Park in Austin.
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She Has Holes in Her Head
April 20, 2011
Having her ears redone as an early 8th birthday present.
She had them done when she was four years old and they were horribly crooked. Two years ago I took the earrings out and let them close up.
This time she went to a tattoo/piercing place. They do it by hand. Which basically means they shove the earring post right through the earlobe. No needles/gun/strap to bite on.
She was thrilled. And apparently the first thing that she said when she looked in the mirror was, “Wow, they aren’t crooked!”
Then she came home and texted everyone she knows. And probably even people she doesn’t. But hey, I’m sure all of her brothers’ friends want to hear about her new earrings, right?
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The Bloody Mary Follow Up
April 14, 2011
After I hit publish on the post yesterday and all the comments about how sweet the children are started coming in, I remembered the rest of the story.
Even after her brother proved that the Bloody Mary story wasn’t true, my daughter was afraid to go to sleep in her own room. So her 6 and 10 yr old brothers who share a bedroom said she could sleep in their room.
Only, she didn’t want to sleep on the floor in a sleeping bag, because “that isn’t comfortable.” There was much arguing back and forth. Neither brother was willing to give up his bed to sleep on the floor.
Then my 10 yr old son, the wonderfully sweet child from the previous post yelled at her, “Duuude. We should get you a crib because you act like a stupid crying baby. Shut up already.” Can you feel the love?
In the end, my 6 yr old gave up his bed and slept in the sleeping bag. As I was kissing them all goodnight I told him how nice he was for doing that for his sister. He looked up at me and said in a voice that was resigned to the inevitable, “I just want to go to sleep.”
It made me laugh because how often at the end of the day have l felt the same way. I am so broken down by demands, complaining, whining that I honestly do not care anymore what anyone does as long as it is quiet. Want to eat an entire bag of sugar with your hands? Sure, just do it quietly. Want to build an explosive device in your bedroom? Whatever, just shhhhhh. Want to build a parachute and jump off the roof? Fine, just don’t bother me with your broken bones until morning.
He slept on the floor for four nights without any complaints. The night my daughter finally went back to her own room, Miles climbed into his own bed, pulled the covers up to his chin, and said, “That’s a relief!”
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