You know those days when you go to the library to pick up more books for the children because you are SICK TO DEATH of looking for Goldbug and watching Dingo Dog get chased by Officer Flossy while the Pig Family goes to the beach through the mountains past a watermelon avalanche and a ginormous 17-car pile up but leaves that for Mistress Mouse to deal with so they can drive home safely to find new neighbors and a box of new car toys for everyone to ride around on?
Today was one of those days.
And don't you just hate it when you open up the first book -- a Curious George one from 1958 -- and there's George himself on page one smoking a big ole cigar?
Or how about your second choice -- a story about the American Revolution, no doubt it was set out by the children's librarian as a good choice for parents wanting to spark discussions about Independence Day -- and about 40 pages into the story of Sam & John (not kidding), the sons of Minutemen who go into battle with their fathers and their guns, one of them gets shot in the leg by the British?
At least after all that you have plenty of lettuce and dragon carrots to eat.
And these two:
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Brian has decided to do a 5k each month of the summer. He's run two so far ... one in May and the second one was today. I hope to be joining him in July.
The race was downtown, and it was nice to see that we still have a downtown after the flood. The boys enjoyed it, and I curbed my negativity enough to get out of bed early, pump in the car, stand around in the heat with a bunch of skinny people in shortshorts, and not complain too excessively.
The run raised money for St. Jude Children's Hospital, which needs $1.5 million per day to stay in operation.
Go back and read that sentence again.
The national anthem was sung by a tiny little girl in her 28th month of chemotherapy. After that, I was inspired to bite my tongue about how hot it was and how heavy the baby was getting and how my feet hurt just from standing around not racing.
John tore off running 90-to-nothing but was walking before the half. He rallied though, and was rewarded at the end with all the Gatorade he wanted.
I was tired of taking photos by the time Brian crossed the finish line, but we were very proud of his endurance in the heat and his 22ish minute time (with ZERO training, I might add)!
Afterwards, we all went home and sacked out. Then John got up and mowed the entire back yard.
The experiences of today reminded me how lucky we are to have these two strong kiddos and our own health. I will never be able to fathom our blessings, which is why I attempt to cultivate gratitude anywhere and everywhere I can. This is hard for me as I tend to despair a lot and focus on the negative. But after a day like today, I am reminded of all that is lovely in my life.
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Friday, June 11, 2010
B and I needed a night out, so we booked a sitter. But then we started contemplating the idea of taking John-John along for his first date. He needed some one-on-one time.
First, we waited until bedtime the night before and sprung it on him. He was silent. So finally I was like, "WELL??? Are you going to come or not?"
His reply: "I'll think about it."
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Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Monday, June 07, 2010
And now, what you've all been waiting for: A discussion of our 1970s recliner & a garden growth report
The boys spend a lot of time in this chair. It's the chair my daddy rocked me in when I was little. Before we had it recovered, it was bright orange velour. I used the arm rest cover as a security blanket until I went to first grade. Called it "Cuv." Yes, it's a proper noun. Hundreds of dollars worth of change has cascaded through the framework of this chair, I'm sure. I love this chair and just about everything that's ever been in it.
In horticultural news, here are the headlines ...
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