Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Dud of a mother...
Yesterday was Grace's first day of kindergarten. When we got in the car to go to school, she started to have second thoughts about going. She kept telling me, "Mom, I'm not 5 yet. I'm not old enough for kindergarten." and "Don't leave me, Mom. Don't leave me at kindergarten alone." I assured her that she would be fine and her friend Quincy would be there with her. She went in with her class and was a little teary when it was time for me to go. Her teacher said she had one other sort of melt down moment but recovered from it really fast and did fine the rest of the day.
So the reason I am such a dud of a mother is that I didn't even document it with a picture. Totally forgot my camera. Luke is taking a dance class that goes right up until the time that she's supposed to be at school and I had no time to get my camera between...once I realized I didn't have it. I was going to pick her up after school because I was supposed to meet with her teacher for some stuff but she forgot about a faculty meeting, etc, etc so we pushed it back. Grace decided she wanted to take the bus home so I loaded her on. The bus left late because of first day of school madness and so I thought I could be a few minutes late to meet her off the bus. I was too late and missed her coming off the bus and I also forgot my camera for that too which didn't matter since I missed it anyway.
I asked her how her first day was and she told me "Mom, I missed you and I cried a little bit at kindergarten." Other than that she seemed to have fun and could tell me they played a colors game.
Today I told her she needed to get dressed for school and she burst into tears "No, I don't want to go to school!" I had to bribe her into getting dressed! When we were in the car on the way over there today she kept telling me not to leave her alone but I told her I could only stay for a little while today but I'd see her when she got off the bus. And I was actually there on time. I was determined I would be there today since I was such a bum yesterday. I tried to get some pictures of her coming off but there were cars that kept driving in the way (which, hello, idiots, when there is a school bus, you STOP) and then she was behind our neighbor boy in the only shot a car didn't block. I got one of her on the grass once she was across the street. I asked her how her second day was and she said, "I didn't cry today, Mom." I think she is having a hard time adjusting to a new routine since school has basically been the same for 2 years now but she'll get the hang of it. Maybe she'll end up being like me...the nerdy little kid that was terrified of being late or missing school.
(for a minute I thought she had taken off her pants at school or something but she has this weird habit of pulling her leggings up to her thighs which she must have done at some point during the school day)
So the reason I am such a dud of a mother is that I didn't even document it with a picture. Totally forgot my camera. Luke is taking a dance class that goes right up until the time that she's supposed to be at school and I had no time to get my camera between...once I realized I didn't have it. I was going to pick her up after school because I was supposed to meet with her teacher for some stuff but she forgot about a faculty meeting, etc, etc so we pushed it back. Grace decided she wanted to take the bus home so I loaded her on. The bus left late because of first day of school madness and so I thought I could be a few minutes late to meet her off the bus. I was too late and missed her coming off the bus and I also forgot my camera for that too which didn't matter since I missed it anyway.
I asked her how her first day was and she told me "Mom, I missed you and I cried a little bit at kindergarten." Other than that she seemed to have fun and could tell me they played a colors game.
Today I told her she needed to get dressed for school and she burst into tears "No, I don't want to go to school!" I had to bribe her into getting dressed! When we were in the car on the way over there today she kept telling me not to leave her alone but I told her I could only stay for a little while today but I'd see her when she got off the bus. And I was actually there on time. I was determined I would be there today since I was such a bum yesterday. I tried to get some pictures of her coming off but there were cars that kept driving in the way (which, hello, idiots, when there is a school bus, you STOP) and then she was behind our neighbor boy in the only shot a car didn't block. I got one of her on the grass once she was across the street. I asked her how her second day was and she said, "I didn't cry today, Mom." I think she is having a hard time adjusting to a new routine since school has basically been the same for 2 years now but she'll get the hang of it. Maybe she'll end up being like me...the nerdy little kid that was terrified of being late or missing school.
(for a minute I thought she had taken off her pants at school or something but she has this weird habit of pulling her leggings up to her thighs which she must have done at some point during the school day)
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Everyone else but me
We're having a family picture taken this week...it's been 2 years since the last one so it's time. I've left it to the last minute as always. I've figured out what the kids and Buck are wearing but not me. Figuring out what to wear is always the hardest part of the whole process for me! The kids are easiest. Buck is sometimes a fight to agree on what he'll wear but I think he'll comply with what I've picked this year...hopefully. The hard part with Buck and I is I think to myself "Do I really want to immortalize that [fill in article of clothing here] in a family picture?" I probably over think this way too much.
Monday, August 23, 2010
at long last...
I have a list taped to the hutch of my desk of things that I want to acquire for my house. It is dated April 2008 although some of the things on the list I wanted before that but it was April of 2008 before I decided to make a list of them all. ANYWAY, one of the things on there is a piano. For years I heard things like "oh, I wish I knew, we just gave ours away" or "my sister just tried to find someone to give hers to", etc. I scoured KSL.com from time to time (meaning not very faithfully) to see if there was anything on there I was interested in. Finally, it was my time. Actually, it was Buck that made the find. Long story short, I now am the proud owner of this beautiful piano and have been brushing up on my rusty, rusty, limited piano skills.
I also acquired some old hanging plant things (my MIL's new house has had some of the best finds that were left behind!) that have got to be straight out of the 70's or so. I LOVE them. My house is old and still has hanging plant hooks in the ceiling in some rooms but unfortunately, the only one I can use right now is this one in the office. The cats would shred any of the other locations. This plant is my oldest plant. It was a wedding gift 8 1/2 years ago. It spent the first 6 months with my mom because I was terrified I would kill it (I once killed a cactus) but when we moved to Montana, I took it with me and it's been with me ever since. I kind of think that it deserves the credit for getting my green thumb started. I detested yard work of every sort when I was growing up but now I LOVE it.
I also acquired some old hanging plant things (my MIL's new house has had some of the best finds that were left behind!) that have got to be straight out of the 70's or so. I LOVE them. My house is old and still has hanging plant hooks in the ceiling in some rooms but unfortunately, the only one I can use right now is this one in the office. The cats would shred any of the other locations. This plant is my oldest plant. It was a wedding gift 8 1/2 years ago. It spent the first 6 months with my mom because I was terrified I would kill it (I once killed a cactus) but when we moved to Montana, I took it with me and it's been with me ever since. I kind of think that it deserves the credit for getting my green thumb started. I detested yard work of every sort when I was growing up but now I LOVE it.
Soccer!
Grace has been so excited to play soccer this fall. I mentioned before that she got her soccer gear from Grandma for her birthday and since she had cleats, shin guards and a ball to tote around with her, I decided to make her this little bag to carry it all. Some days she wears it around, just to wear it around. She loves having her soccer stuff with her. (All her cute little soccer shorts were a b-day gift from Aunt Katie and Uncle Fish.)
These are pictures of her first game. She's the one in the blue shorts and socks with pigtails. I have to say, for never really having watched a real soccer game before, she did pretty good. I'm not sure that she kicked to ball once during the game but she hung in there with the rest of the kids...always sort of on the outside of the action.
Her little friend Quincy is on her team and thank goodness because without him she might not be brave enough to participate! Her go to defense when she feels out of place is to grab his hand. She does it at church too when she gets nervous about stuff. They are such cute friends!
I hope to awaken my competitive spirit in her one day. I know its there. I see glimpses of it sometimes. She's a fast runner and picks up on stuff quickly so hopefully one day she'll be playin' like her momma. I particularly wanted her to be #3 because that was my old number for a while. 17 was my soccer number though but that wasn't an option so 3 it was.
So I had to dig out my yearbook for this picture. I'm pretty sure it is the only picture I have of myself playing soccer, unless my mom has some hidden archive of pictures I don't know about... Either way, if it's the only picture, it's one worth having. I feel like I should point out that I am the one in the white jersey. You know, the one knocking the others to the ground...
These are pictures of her first game. She's the one in the blue shorts and socks with pigtails. I have to say, for never really having watched a real soccer game before, she did pretty good. I'm not sure that she kicked to ball once during the game but she hung in there with the rest of the kids...always sort of on the outside of the action.
Her little friend Quincy is on her team and thank goodness because without him she might not be brave enough to participate! Her go to defense when she feels out of place is to grab his hand. She does it at church too when she gets nervous about stuff. They are such cute friends!
I hope to awaken my competitive spirit in her one day. I know its there. I see glimpses of it sometimes. She's a fast runner and picks up on stuff quickly so hopefully one day she'll be playin' like her momma. I particularly wanted her to be #3 because that was my old number for a while. 17 was my soccer number though but that wasn't an option so 3 it was.
So I had to dig out my yearbook for this picture. I'm pretty sure it is the only picture I have of myself playing soccer, unless my mom has some hidden archive of pictures I don't know about... Either way, if it's the only picture, it's one worth having. I feel like I should point out that I am the one in the white jersey. You know, the one knocking the others to the ground...
If there is anyone in this house that our cats "belong" to, it is Grace. They are her kitties. Each morning, if Grace and Luke don't wake up early enough, Charlie (the cat pictured here) will starting yowling outside their bedroom door. A lot of nights, he and Bella both try to sleep up on her bed with her. She calls them her babies and as much as she torments them, she loves them too. And they love her.
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Yellowstone in pictures
Last week we went to Yellowstone. Buck and I haven't been since we went there on our way to moving up to Billings, MT 8 years ago. Yellowstone requires a lot of driving to see the park so every morning we drove around and every afternoon we played in the river by our campground. The weather couldn't have been more perfect and luckily we stayed in the campground where the bears weren't mauling people to death!
I noticed this sign right after Grace through a big old rock in this pool. (Right after I told her not to throw it, of course). I was sure we were going to be fined $5000.
Luke "fixing the trail" at Old Faithful
Trying to get everyone looking at the camera for a picture.
Luke laying one on me while we waited for Old Faithful to erupt.
First afternoon at the river.
Warming up and having a snack before heading back out to play in the water.
Firehole Canyon falls.
Waiting for breakfast in the cool morning air.
Hot cocoa mustaches.
Luke looks like a vampire thanks to his thumb sucking...his teeth are funny because of it.
Going the natural way...This was only day 3. So gross. It took me shaving twice to get my legs smooth again when we got home.
Mammoth Hot Springs.
Our first bear sighting! I did not have enough zoom on my camera to see him any better than this. It's a black bear.
The bear is behind Grace here but he is just a tiny black dot.
A little bison family. The baby is right in the middle of the picture, kind of orange colored, by the water.
Some elk.
This big guy was walking right down the middle of the road until a ranger came and pushed him to the side.
Yellowstone Lake in the background.
The Upper Falls.
The Lower Falls.
The path down to the lower falls.
We found Prince Naveen swimming in the river.
Grace caught and released him several times.
Luke just lounged on the sand of the hill.
When we stopped for lunch in Pocatello on our way home, the restaurant was on this street.
I noticed this sign right after Grace through a big old rock in this pool. (Right after I told her not to throw it, of course). I was sure we were going to be fined $5000.
Luke "fixing the trail" at Old Faithful
Trying to get everyone looking at the camera for a picture.
Luke laying one on me while we waited for Old Faithful to erupt.
First afternoon at the river.
Warming up and having a snack before heading back out to play in the water.
Firehole Canyon falls.
Waiting for breakfast in the cool morning air.
Hot cocoa mustaches.
Luke looks like a vampire thanks to his thumb sucking...his teeth are funny because of it.
Going the natural way...This was only day 3. So gross. It took me shaving twice to get my legs smooth again when we got home.
Mammoth Hot Springs.
Our first bear sighting! I did not have enough zoom on my camera to see him any better than this. It's a black bear.
The bear is behind Grace here but he is just a tiny black dot.
A little bison family. The baby is right in the middle of the picture, kind of orange colored, by the water.
Some elk.
This big guy was walking right down the middle of the road until a ranger came and pushed him to the side.
Yellowstone Lake in the background.
The Upper Falls.
The Lower Falls.
The path down to the lower falls.
We found Prince Naveen swimming in the river.
Grace caught and released him several times.
Luke just lounged on the sand of the hill.
When we stopped for lunch in Pocatello on our way home, the restaurant was on this street.
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