Random thoughts, observations of a working, almost 50 something mom of two boys, ages 13 and 15. Living day by day, one toilet seat at a time and when time permits, chasing the moon.............. "Wherever you go, go with all your heart.”
Sunday, November 28, 2004
Please, Let the Little Voices In My Head Stop!
Alas, another milestone in the life of my boys, albeit just a normal day at the movie theatre; their first trip into the “Men’s Restroom,” unattended. Somehow, between last week and this week they hit a milestone, and I was not a part of their decision making. No amount of convincing could get them to go into the woman’s restroom any longer.
O.K. so I know some of you are rolling your eyes and saying “Oh my God,” not another neurotic mother story! Had it been 20 years ago maybe this would not be such a big thing but in today’s society and all that it holds, letting a small child go into a public men’s restroom is a big deal, no let me rephrase that, it’s a huge deal!! O.K. so maybe this milestone is as big for me as it is for them, but non the less it was major!
O.K, lets forget all about any evil that may lurk there. I, their mother, know how their minds work. I'm always have problems getting them to stop playing in the sink, or with the soap dispenser or stopping them from seeing how much toilet paper they can get off the roll in one huge spin in the woman’s restroom. How in the hell am I going to supervise their inquisitive little minds in the men’s restroom? My youngest son whose almost 5, has delayed speech, how do I get him to understand not to pick up that damn deodorizer that they put in urinals? Can I trust his big brother who’s six to pass on this little bit of information or will it just fall to the wayside as yet another dare? I could go on and on with all the "what if's" and in all honestly I truly am not a neurotic mother. Until today, my mind was on overload.
But finally, the door opened and my youngest son emerged from the men’s restroom. My oldest right behind him yelled, “Mommy, Daniel didn’t wash his hands”, and they both promptly turned around and went back into the dark hole, squealing with excitment.
Please let the little voices in my head stop!! Please………
Saturday, November 27, 2004
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Thanksgiving Day Thoughts...........
They say Thanksgiving is a day to give thanks. And yes, it's true, it is the one day everyone acknowledges all the gifts they've been given and what they are grateful for, but for me, it seems so simplistic to even begin to touch on this subject. So to keep from boring all those I do not know and probably never will, I will condense my list of thankyou's to one topic, my children......
For as long as I can remember, (at least back to the age of 6) I have always wanted children. My dreams/hopes were always quite vivid, they may not have always included the man of my dreams or the father of my children but always the children I would one day have, all 6 of them! (O.K. reality eventually set in, the Brady Bunch scenario was not likely to happen!) I went through life waiting for my destiny and my children.
It took many years and many tears until I was given the gift of two incredible little boys, now ages 6 and 4 1/2. I cannot imagine my life without out them. Just as I dreamed of them then, I dream of them now.
So with that said, I will put into words what I thank God for, not just today, but everyday..........
I Am Thankfull For...........
Kisses that are blown in the dark and caught in the light.............
Saying, "I love you round' the world and back again" and hearing, "Oh yeah? Well I love you to the moon and back again" Continuing on and on, until we all run out of places to go and things to think of, but always ending with a kiss....................
When my children say say with enthusiasm, "yummy" and "thank mommy, I love you so much!" after I served Chef Boyardee canned ravioli's or macaroni and cheese!
Seeing my children running and yelling "mommy, mommy" when I pick them up from school each and every day without fail and with the pure joy only a child can express.
Going to bed each night and waking up each morning thinking first and foremost, of the two brightest stars that shine in my life.
Tuesday, November 16, 2004
What Planet Are You From?
You Are From the Moon |
You can vibe with the steady rhythms of the Moon. You're in touch with your emotions and intuition. You possess a great, unmatched imagination - and an infinite memory. Ultra-sensitive, you feel at home anywhere (or with anyone). A total healer, you light the way in the dark for many. |
They say men are from Mars and women are from Venus, but facts are you could be one click away from being from Uranus! (o.k. sorry about that one!) I found this quiz while browsing through dozens of blogs and it intrigued me, I couldn't resist!