It is 9:55AM on a Sunday morning. I have been bleary-eyed and entertaining children since 6:00AM. I have answered questions, played games, gotten food, cleaned up food, given baths, dressed wiggling bodies, been used as a jungle gym, answered more questions while simultaneously trying to chew my own breakfast, refereed fights, and kissed injuries. I ponder the possibility of a few minutes of peace in the only room with a working lock: the bathroom.
9:55AM All quiet. Ahhh.
9:56AM It comes...that sound: Mama? Mama? Mama? MAMA? Maybe if I'm really quiet, she'll give up? Figure it out for herself? Ask her brother? I'll just sit here and wait. Stealth.
9:57AM MAMA? MAMA? the voice is closer now. Right outside the door. I don't think I can wait it out. I am going to have to answer: What is it child? I am trying to use the bathroom.
9:58AM: Mama, how come on Halloween the power went out for a second? That was weird.
I don't know child, but if I could figure out a way to make your power go out for a minute, believe you me, I'd be flipping that switch.
Showing posts with label Amaya. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amaya. Show all posts
Sunday, March 03, 2013
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Ticker Tape Through Today
Wake up to cross dressing elf:
Rock, Paper, Scissors with the female offspring to determine who gets the last pancake. Lose. Pout.
Arrive at school to find cross dressing elf must have friends:
Cease pouting.
Talk with teammates about scat. As in poop. For far too many minutes. Chuckle like a 10 year old boy. Realize it's true that you are who you hang out with all day.
Spend 225 minutes grading tests, organizing Geo Bee, writing interims, delegating party duties, answering emails, tallying permission slips, and filling out behavior reports while DARE officer talks about pressure. Eh? Pressure? No experience with that. More coffee please.
Eat cake for lunch. 15 minutes later, want more cake.
Arrive at gym. Realize I can either remember a water bottle or a hair tie, but never both. Begin crafting detailed postulates to explain the inability for both items to be in my possession at the same time when anywhere near a place of exercise. Blow hair out of face for 5000th time while taking a giant gulp of lukewarm water. Contemplate shaving it all off.
Still want cake. Eat a banana instead. Taste buds neither fooled nor amused.
Make dinner utilizing leeks as an ingredient. Smell like leeks for rest of evening. Kinda like it.
Have 10 minute conversation with Amaya in attempt to explain the meaning of the word ornery. Chase sums it up: You're just trouble Amaya. Close enough.
Surf internets for a bit before sleep. Find this:
Begin outlining diabolical plan to get students to cut and dye thousands of triangles so I can copy Yuko Takada Keller's work. Wonder if this in some way violates child labor laws. Decide it doesn't. Yet think it best not to mention it to DARE officer.
Sit down to write a blog post. Stare at screen. Fingers move. Words appear. Wonder if they make sense to anyone but me. Doubt it.
Rock, Paper, Scissors with the female offspring to determine who gets the last pancake. Lose. Pout.
Arrive at school to find cross dressing elf must have friends:
Cease pouting.
Talk with teammates about scat. As in poop. For far too many minutes. Chuckle like a 10 year old boy. Realize it's true that you are who you hang out with all day.
Spend 225 minutes grading tests, organizing Geo Bee, writing interims, delegating party duties, answering emails, tallying permission slips, and filling out behavior reports while DARE officer talks about pressure. Eh? Pressure? No experience with that. More coffee please.
Eat cake for lunch. 15 minutes later, want more cake.
Arrive at gym. Realize I can either remember a water bottle or a hair tie, but never both. Begin crafting detailed postulates to explain the inability for both items to be in my possession at the same time when anywhere near a place of exercise. Blow hair out of face for 5000th time while taking a giant gulp of lukewarm water. Contemplate shaving it all off.
Still want cake. Eat a banana instead. Taste buds neither fooled nor amused.
Make dinner utilizing leeks as an ingredient. Smell like leeks for rest of evening. Kinda like it.
Have 10 minute conversation with Amaya in attempt to explain the meaning of the word ornery. Chase sums it up: You're just trouble Amaya. Close enough.
Surf internets for a bit before sleep. Find this:
Begin outlining diabolical plan to get students to cut and dye thousands of triangles so I can copy Yuko Takada Keller's work. Wonder if this in some way violates child labor laws. Decide it doesn't. Yet think it best not to mention it to DARE officer.
Sit down to write a blog post. Stare at screen. Fingers move. Words appear. Wonder if they make sense to anyone but me. Doubt it.
Monday, December 10, 2012
Thursday, December 01, 2011
Papuzzled
When Tangled came out, Amaya couldn't say Rapunzel, so she called her Papuzzled. Which is what I am when I look at this picture:
I mean really. How does one haircut make my little Petunia look so grown up? It must be some kind of illusion or something. There's no way my daughter is actually getting older. Turning into a little girl. Uh uh. No way.
I mean really. How does one haircut make my little Petunia look so grown up? It must be some kind of illusion or something. There's no way my daughter is actually getting older. Turning into a little girl. Uh uh. No way.
Friday, November 25, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Saturday, October 01, 2011
Boots Half Full
So the day was cold and rainy--who cares? It gave us an excuse to wear our galoshes. Mine are by far the cutest, dontcha think?
Tuesday, August 09, 2011
Monday, August 01, 2011
Last lake trip of the summer?
Say it isn't so. But I think it might have been. Bummer.
Please enjoy these snapshots while I go bemoan the whole 'being a grown up and going to work' thing.
Please enjoy these snapshots while I go bemoan the whole 'being a grown up and going to work' thing.
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Saturday, July 23, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Two Thoughts Tuesday: The Certainty Principle--Birthday Party Style
1) I have no doubt that Amaya will spend her entire life correcting this particular misunderstanding:
And yes, I kinda knew this would happen when I picked her name--I just didn't care. Bad Mama.
2) No matter how old a person may get, there will always be something a little mesmerizing about black lights...
as long as you keep them far away from hotel bedsheets that is. Cause that's just nasty.
And yes, I kinda knew this would happen when I picked her name--I just didn't care. Bad Mama.
2) No matter how old a person may get, there will always be something a little mesmerizing about black lights...
as long as you keep them far away from hotel bedsheets that is. Cause that's just nasty.
Monday, July 18, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Two Thoughts Tuesday: Things That Confuse Me
1) My daughter's enunciation.
Example:
Mama: Who gave you your stamp Amaya?
Amaya: Miss Rhoda.
Mama: Miss Rhoda?
Amaya: No, Rhoda!
Mama: Loda?
Amaya: Rhoda!
Mama: Whoada?
Amaya: Rho-Da!
Mama: Yoda?
Andy: Wilda Mell, Wilda.
Mama: Ohhhh Miss Wilda.
Amaya: Yes, you're right! You get a stamp!
2) Things people choose to put on their cars.
Example:
Example:
Mama: Who gave you your stamp Amaya?
Amaya: Miss Rhoda.
Mama: Miss Rhoda?
Amaya: No, Rhoda!
Mama: Loda?
Amaya: Rhoda!
Mama: Whoada?
Amaya: Rho-Da!
Mama: Yoda?
Andy: Wilda Mell, Wilda.
Mama: Ohhhh Miss Wilda.
Amaya: Yes, you're right! You get a stamp!
2) Things people choose to put on their cars.
Example:
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)