I know. I even have abandoned posts. A couple from two years ago, too.
Okay, so this post is a cheat. More to come, I promise. Non-cheat posts, that is. 😉
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Here’s my most “recent†post, titled “Graspingâ€
As spotted on a (most-likely Toyota) mini-van
The other day, I was packing up my gym bag, mindlessly throwing in clothes, until I had to search for a top to wear. I own maybe four “performance” tops, but it was a tee shirt day. (Tee shirt sweat stains are like a badge of honor for me – visible proof that I indeed, worked my ass off.) I grabbed my lavender Hello Kitty and as I was packing it into my bag, I had to wonder – am I getting too old for Hello Kitty tee shirts? Should this best be left to Peanut to sport this particular feline? I mean, I am well into my 30s, how much longer can I wear this tee shirt and not look ridiculous?
So, yes, I have been grasping on to my youth to counteract all the not-quite-coolness that comes with being a parent.
The Husband and I are now those people with a bike trailer (not for the cars, but the one that attaches to the bike to cart the kidlets).
(If you feel you’ve lost your cool-factor, you can purchase this sticker here.)
It was probably enough to end there, huh?
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The next abandoned post was written two years ago – Peanut was about 3 years old when this happened. This is titled, “As Relayed to Meâ€
A bit late posting this, but lately Peanut is getting a lot better about talking on the phone. Yes. Talking on the phone.
She also wears pink nail polish on her toes.
She’s become such the little girl – sigh.
On Labor Day, The Husband & Peanut took Lucie for a quick run at Glen Canyon. (I was at home prepping food for the potluck pool party we were headed to later…)
[To preface, Peanut left the house wearing her necklaces (mardi gras beads) and carrying her little pink purse (old cell phone and other accoutrements were inside)].
I imagine, in a rush to get Peanut to leave Glen Canyon, The Husband told her that they needed to leave because Mommy & Grandma were going to leave for the swimming pool without her. Mads then pulled out her “cell phoneâ€, made The Husband carry the little pink purse (while holding Lucie on leash) and proceeded to “call†Mommy and Grandma.
Mads: Hi Mommy…mmm…yes. Wait for me for the swimming pool…Hi Grandma…yes…okay…wait for me…okay…bye.
She did this in front of everyone at the park – imagine a 3yo, talking on her “cellâ€, while her “butler†follows behind, holding the dog and the precious little pink purse. A riot!
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This last one was a book “review†when I was using Goodreads like a madwoman.
The World Treasury of Children’s Literature : Book 1 by Clifton Fadiman
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Apparently, my mom had bought volumes 1 & 2 for me when I was younger. When word got out that we were expecting all my children’s books were all of a sudden at our house. I quickly shelved this one, not bothering to look through it. Mistake. I could have saved money knowing that a lot of children’s classics (or at least my faves growing up) have been reprinted in this handy collection: Curious George, Babar, Make Way for Ducklings, The Little House, A Kiss for Little Bear, even Goodnight Moon!