But aside from that, she's still completely normal
I know it sounds completely asinine. But I want a cookie or a medal or something. My kids came home from the dentist with no new cavities.
Logan is irrationally excited about his new Red Power Ranger toothbrush.
Joseph will probably need some teeth pulled to make room for the massive amounts of teeth pushing in.
But dangit! NO NEW CAVITIES. GIMME MA COOKIE.
AKA Parenting 101: Pick Your Battles
Joseph had us in a bit of a conundrum today. He wasn’t drinking his juice (snack or lunch.) Poe quizzed him, and he has been getting made fun of at school. For drinking baby juice. The juice I’ve been getting (100% juice on sale) has Clifford the Dog on them – he’s drinking “baby juice.”
And I thought, how stupid.
And then… I remembered. The neon purple Reebocks when everyone was wearing white. The cheap denim when everyone was wearing Guess. The Christmas ornament sweaters when everyone was wearing hoodies. We weren’t that poor – my mother just couldn’t abide by purchase price equaling brand name. And I’ve got a good head on my shoulders in terms of what’s important now, and I’m sure that’s a part of it.
But I sure do remember.
Poe went out today and bought more “manly” juice. 8 year olds need sophistication. When this turns into $150 Air Jordans, we’ll revisit the values discussion – but for now? It’s OK to fit in.
I’m finding that my brain is shifting.
I’m starting to shift into home mode.
During the day, my mind drifts from work, and I think about what I’d be doing that time of day at home.
Do I know that it’ll be just as hard at home? Yes. Do I know that starting my business is hard? Of course. But that’s where my heart truly lies.
I keep thinking about my schedule for the day, and how I’m going to accomplish what it is I want to accomplish. Should I switch to my laptop, and make my desktop a “family” computer? If so, where do I put it? Do I want Logan to do his homework when he gets home from Kindergarten, or later when his brother gets home? Do I want to grocery shop Mondays or Tuesdays? Am I going to finally work out? I want to get a radio for the kitchen. What chores are the boys old enough for?
This is what’s consuming my thoughts for now. This is why I haven’t been writing very much. I am enveloped by all of this until things finally shake out.
I had two a-ha moments at work. One was for a shindig. I almost said no. And then I said yes, because it’s my last fancy thing in the industry. And then there were plans being made for the Christmas party and I thought, Yay! I don’t have to do a thing – I won’t be here.
A replacement plan fell through, so I still don’t know if I’ll be there all the way through the end of November. I’m hoping not, but I’m regretfully prepared if I am.
Terribly boring and all consuming.
The bad things that come when you decide you’re going to do somthing God wants you to do:
A very indignant Logan marches into the office.
Logan: Joseph blessyou’d all over me!
Me: What?
Logan: JOSEPH BLESSYOU’D ALL OVER ME!
Me: You mean he sneezed on you?
Logan: That’s what I said!
Poe: It happens.
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