Tuesday, December 14, 2004

Last Gymboree Class

Today was the day. After almost four years, I attended my last Gymboree Play&Music Class.

It all began when my Princess was 6 months old. I needed some adult interaction. She needed to be around other babies her age. The answer? Gymboree!Andrea was the Pied-Piper of Gymboree (in a positive way). She got the kids into the activities. She captivated them. The Princess continued taking classes until she was about 2 1/2 years old. She developed some great friendships. So did I!

When the Bear was 9 months old, I got him signed up for classes. He ended up having the same instructor as the Princess had. When we moved, I made sure to locate the Gymboree in our new city. So I've been taking the Bear to this new location for about 6 months now.

I decided not to sign him up for the next session. Why? Because the next set of classes requires really good listening skills. He'd rather run around on his own. He's more of a free spirit and wouldn't be a good example for the other kids. I know he'd listen sometimes. Yes, he would. But for as pricey as these classes are...I think our time there has come to an end.

But today was an amazing day. As we were driving there, he wasn't in the best of moods. I think he wanted to stay home and veg and play with his sister. But when we got there? He ran around. There were only FOUR kids total in the class today. I guess some kids were sick. Usually there about 10 kids. He had a blast! He went crazy for the bubbles like normal. The other Moms were amused by his facial expressions. He stayed under the parachute when we moved it above them - he usually runs out. He rode in the parachute as we moved it around like a merry-go-round - he usually holds an edge and walks with me. What was the MOST impressive thing was that he "sang" the songs with us. We usually sing "Twinkle-twinkle" and "The Great Big Cat" along with hand movements. He was saying some of the words to the song AND doing the hand movements! He NEVER does that!

I'm so happy that our last day at class was successful. He had a blast. I had a blast. A good end to a wonderful play experience for us all.

Making Mommy Growl

Place the addresses of people I've been asking about on my bedstand. Put that little non-descript piece of paper on the bedstand that I use as a dumping ground for stuff I don't know where to put. Put it on my bedstand without telling me. Then get annoyed at ME when I ask for the addresses.

Why didn't you put the addresses on the refrigerator? Why didn't you use a big yellow post-it (that I know you have at work) instead of a plain piece of paper that I'd normally just toss?

ARGH! Ho-ho-ho!

Sunday, December 12, 2004

Making Mommy Laugh

We head out at 4pm. We get to the freeway on-ramp about 4:40pm.

Princess: Daddy?

Hubby: Yes, honey?

Princess: I'm going to stay awake the entire drive.

Hubby: Okay, honey.

20 minutes later. All is quiet on her side of the truck. I look back. She's passed out!

An hour and a half later. We're exiting the freeway to our destination. A mall for dinner.

Princess: Daddy?

Hub: Yes, honey?

Princess: I stayed awake the entire time!

Hub: That's nice honey.

Princess: I stayed really quiet so I wouldn't disturb Mommy or Bear.

The rest of us were awake the entire time. She was snoring and snorting as she slept. We couldn't help but "play" along with her.

MIL Rants

Let me just say that I can't help but get this crap off my chest.

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My MIL was having a discussion with the Princess...

MIL: So, do you have a tree?

Princess: Yes!

MIL: Is it a big tree or a little tree?

Princess: It's a small one. We don't have room for a big one at the townhouse.

MIL: That's not right. You should have a BIG one!

Ummm...She's seen the size of our townhouse. Where the hell would we put a BIG tree? We might have been able to put our big one up if you'd let us store our formal dining room set in your den.

She had a conversation with my hubby regarding what stuff we had in storage. My hubby explained that we had our formal livingroom furniture, china cabinet, & other large pieces in our big storage unit. One of her responses in the conversation was something like..."Yeah, I've had those china cabinet shelves in my house forever! "

Oh my gosh! The glass china cabinet shelves. She has them in her den agains the wall. There are THREE glass shelves about 4 feet wide and 1 foot across. Like these things take up a whole lot of space? How are these three shelves causing you any discomfort? It's not like you hang out in the den! All that you've got in there is your computer!

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We were chatting about how cold it's been lately. She explained to me they used to keep a faucet on just a little when it was freezing cold in Chicago. I then mentioned to her that we woke one morning to no water. I told her that our pipes had frozen. I explained that the pipe that leads into our townhouse runs up from the ground outside our exterior wall and then into the townhouse (so it's exposed). I told her that I had to call the maintenance department and that the guy used one of those tiny gas torches to warm the pipe. Her response? "How cheaply do they make those townhomes?"

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A little while later she told us about how her car wouldn't start one day. She took about 5 minutes explaining the tale. I nodded & acted interested. I then told her that on the Tuesday after Thanksgiving, I'd loaded the kids into my car to do an errand & my car wouldn't start. I told her the roadside assitance guy explained that it had been SO cold the last few nights (in the 20's) that my battery had just gotten its power sucked out of it. I took less than 2 minutes to relay my story & she couldn't have looked less interested if she tried. Umm...I listened to your tall tale lady. Couldn't you at least SEEM interested in mine?

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She asked the Bear to put something into the room that has the kids' toys. He did exactly what she asked him to do.

MIL: So he can understand! [in a surprised voice]

Hub: Yes.

MIL: Wow! [like she couldn't believe he understood]

Lady, my kid can't say a whole lot of words but he can understand a bunch. Just talk to him. You'll see that he takes direction just as well as his sister when she was his age. Understanding words & speaking don't go hand in hand. Those two skills develop at their own rate. My boy isn't dumb lady!

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Some of you might wonder why I don't put her in her place? Because I'm married into the family. It's up to my hubby to put her in her place. I keep my dad in check all the time. I tell my folks how it is. I'm not rude to them. I just let them know where I stand. They know I'm an adult and they need to respect how my family unit functions. Right? So when it comes to my hubby's side of the family he needs to step up to them. Not me. I stay quiet and in the background. I swallow the bitter bile that creeps up my throat whenever I hear rude remarks from my MILs mouth. If I did step up on my own? My hubby's ENTIRE family would hear how I'm such a horrible person. Why would I think that? Because they all talk about each other. I know for a fact that my MIL has an opinion on one of the other married in girls because my MILs sister doesn't care for her. So my MIL is treating this girl a certain way based upon what her sister says. Not what my MIL has experienced with this girl herself.

Which leads me to this last blurb about my MIL. She was explaining how she knows some people who have an opinion on someone based upon a third party. She was saying how odd it was for those people to have any kind of opinion since they didn't know that one person. They just relied upon that third person's relations with that one person. I couldn't believe that story was spouting out of my MILs mouth. I almost visibly gagged that I was so shocked. She does this ALL the time! She's such a hypocrite! This is one of the reasons I don't have the best relationship with her. I stay guarded and only convey generic information to her. I just don't TRUST her with any important information.

Remember...when I told her I was pregnant with the Princess? She said "Was it a mistake?" There was a pause because my hubby and I couldn't believe she asked that question. Then she said "Or were you trying?" Shouldn't the first words out of her mouth be "Congratulations! When are you due?" This was going to be her FIRST grandchild. Shouldn't she have focused on the joy of the event rather than ask if it was a mistake? Now could YOU trust someone who reacted that way?

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The joy of spending time with my MIL will continue for Christmas. Yes! We'll be spending Christmas with my ILs. [choke-choke-choke] It's unfortunate but true. So be forewarned that I'll be spouting off more stupid statements she's made in a couple weeks.

Friday, December 10, 2004

Typical afternoon?

What're YOU doing right now?

I should be packing. For where? We're driving up to my ILs this afternoon. Well, whenever my hubs decides to cut out of work. I've got my bag packed. I've got the Princess packed up. I still have to get the Bear's stuff into the two-some bag. But the kid is taking a nap. SO...his stuff still needs to get done. My hubs? He hasn't packed one bit. He'll just throw stuff into a bag once he gets home.

Like I said...the Bear is asleep. We got home from picking up the Princess from preschool. I was going to fix him some lunch but he was being SO edgey. He was doing that leg hover business. He wasn't letting me move about. He was impeding my progress. I picked him up. I looked him straight in the eyes. I asked him if he wanted to take "Me-me's". That's what my hubby called naptime. Me-me's. I don't know where he got it but the Bear understands what that is. The kid gave me the "yes" sign. Okay. Fine.

I read him a story. I put him into his crib. He plays for about 10 minutes. All is silent now. He's out. Thankfully, the kid had some raisins while we were driving out to the preschool. He's got a little something in his tummy, since he decided to forego lunch. Yes! He decided that napping was MORE important than more food. Amazing!

What's my girl doing? She's bouncing on our bed like it's a trampoline. She's doing that spread leg thing as she goes up. A cheerleader in the making? AND she smells like peanut butter.

Just a typical afternoon here on a Friday. What're you doing right now?

Thursday, December 9, 2004

Making Mommy Growl

I get to the preschool for pick-up. I walk 100 feet from the car to the school gate with a squigly Bear. I run into the classroom to grab a jacket, a lunchbox, & artwork. I chase the overly tired Bear down and put back the dinosaurs he's confiscated.

We find you in the play yard. It takes you about 5 minutes to run around to say "Bye" to all your friends. We walk the 100 feet from the school gate to the car. As I'm about to help you into the car, you turn to me and say "Mommy, I''ve got to go pee-pee." Dang it!

I know that you've got a bladder of steel. But I know you won't be able to hold it 20 minutes. When you say you've gotta go, then you've gotta go within 5 minutes of the warning. We have to walk the 100 feet back to the school. As we enter, the Moms that were entering when we left are now exiting. They look at me confused. I say "Pee-pee run!" They NOD in understanding.

So the pick-up from school that was only supposed to be about 10 minutes...lasted about 25 minutes. Grrr...

Best of Blog (aka BoB) Awards!

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Best of Blog (aka BoB) Awards!

Hey folks!

Go over to this link to nominate blogs you read and love. Yes, the nominations start tomorrow!

Why are there more awards being put out? It's all about personal blogs! No politics! No tech stuff! Just real people putting their ideas & photos & whatever out there for the entire world to read.

Make sure to visit & nominate your favorite blogs. Then be sure to vote when the time comes.