Sunday, October 28, 2012
During the day we have been adventuring to some of the local pumpkin patches to explore the hay-mazes and freeze our buns off.
I know that the lack of originality has roots in the idea that we all need to have proof that we are good moms and that we did all kinds of fun character building activities with our kids. Then later when they try and tell us that we are horrible moms we will have proof to show them how awesome we were.
For that reason I am not going to include the photos of me screaming at them to put on their shoes on so that we could get ourselves out the door, and I'll skip the fact that we didn't have any dinner so I had to bribe them with overpriced candy from the farm store. I'll also edit out all the rotten things they heard me say about the guy who parked in our apartment's assigned space because he made me park all the way on the other side of the complex and across the road. It doesn't sound like that big of an offense until you take into account that I was trying to cajole two small children to come along while carrying a newborn and the jackets and hats that the girls refused to wear despite the fact that it was frigid outside (which also led to more screaming). We will completely omit that Daisy was inches from being hit by a high school student driving a Jeep. I'm also going to ignore that Rosy was crying the whole way there and that the friends we were supposed to meet never showed up.
On second thought, maybe I should include all that because it would be even more proof of how hard I tried to make it possible that they would have fun memories.
Nah, I'd rather just remember it like this.
And in the end, it really was.
P.S. I'm sure you wouldn't find something like this on another blog.
Posted by Marci at 9:39 AM
Sunday, October 21, 2012
|Daisy isn't convincing anyone that she is asleep.|
We also had another milestone this week. Rocky got on the Head Start bus every day this week without a single tantrum and earned our family a special activity. I'm sure nobody is surprised that she chose a craft that was candy related. That may make me a bad mom, but it also meant that for at least 4 mornings I wasn't joining with several parents, a bus driver, and a teacher in trying to cajole a stubborn kid to get her buns on the bus. We are all relieved and a couple of bags of candy was a small price to pay.
Posted by Marci at 8:40 PM
Brandon checked out a video from the library and it had a segment of Shrek and his friends doing the "Thriller" dance. The girls loved it so I thought it would be fun to show them the original. I haven't seen it in years, and all I remembered was the dance. I put Rocky and Daisy in front of the computer and told them that we would be watching something so scary and fun. They were excited and leaning in close and I was right there with them telling them to pay close attention. Then, instead of dancing zombies, what we saw was Michael Jackson turning into a horrifying werewolf. Within seconds they were both crying and running for their dad.
I felt like the worst mother ever. They were so sincerely terrified and I felt awful. After I skipped to the part with the dance they very tentatively made their way back to the computer and tried to humor me by acting like they thought it was entertaining.
I think they got over the scare pretty quickly but I couldn't even sleep that night because I was worried that they would be traumatized for the rest of their lives. The next day they told everyone at the playground about the scary dog, but since then they seem to have gotten over it.
My friends always tease me because I love skeletons and zombies and Dia de los Muertos things and it seems like I'm morbid, but the real truth about me is that I am a huge wimp when it comes to anything scary. The other night Brandon and I were going to watch "The Woman in Black" and I started freaking out while we were still on the DVD menu. I only made it through about 10 minutes of scariness and then I had to hide in the bathroom and read a cheerful teen book about faeries until I was brave enough to go to my room. You would think that growing up with my dad would ensure that I would have I would have a bigger tolerance for horror, but I somehow didn't receive that gene. The moral of this story is that for the rest of this season we will be sticking to the Charlie Brown and Claymation Halloween specials.
This picture is the teaser for our costumes this year. The master has been hard at work again and is transforming the garbage we have been collecting for months into something amazing.
Posted by Marci at 8:23 PM
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Monday, October 8, 2012
|Chillin' with her best bud, Joel|
Posted by Marci at 7:55 PM
Sunday, October 7, 2012
I have been feeling frustrated because it is really hard to snap photos of Rosy because she is so wiggly. Also, whenever I get out the camera there are a couple of big sisters that are so willing to pose.
Posted by Marci at 8:22 PM